<?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-6599266</id><updated>2011-07-31T09:04:03.830+08:00</updated><category term='Customer Service'/><title type='text'>Who can i speak freely 2?</title><subtitle type='html'>~loner~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>323</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-4782111609139151329</id><published>2010-08-29T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T11:48:55.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how i am suppose to let u go when everything around me have traces of u.... how i am suppose to forget u, how i am suppose to move on... but i have to leave u, this is the best for you, this is the last thing that i can ever do for u...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-4782111609139151329?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/4782111609139151329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/4782111609139151329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#4782111609139151329' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-8482531300817037958</id><published>2009-07-09T02:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T19:43:54.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i simply cant stand people who give excuses that they cannot cope with what they are doing and give shit work. Giving excuses like i have to work and thus i cannot do a good job in school is bullshit. COMEON!!! im also working.... and not that im trying to be boastful, but im in a fucking management level, i have to bother about work even when i finish work, what can you people be? to put it the harsh way, u are just fucking waiters and sales person, you just go to work and finish work, that's all... I HAVE TO FUCKING BOTHER ABOUT MY WORK EVEN WHEN IM AT SCHOOL!!! I ALSO HAVE TO FUCKING EARN MONEY TO FEED MYSELF!!! CANT PEPOPLE JUST FUCKING LEARN HOW TO PRIORITISE YOUR TASKS??? IF YOU ALREADY CANT FUCKING COPE WITH BOTH WORK AND SCHOOL, HOW CAN YOU FUCKING HAVE THE TIME TO GO OUT AND FUCKING ENJOY YOU BLOODLY GODDAMN LIFE??? AND WHO DOESNT FUCKING HAVE FAMILY PROBLEMS? EVERYBODY DOES, IF YOU CANT TAKE THE PRESSURE, JUST JUMP DOWN FROM YOUR HOUSE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;what am i to you???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST GO FUCK YOURSELF...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-8482531300817037958?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/8482531300817037958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/8482531300817037958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#8482531300817037958' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-1860028895889143406</id><published>2009-06-18T02:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T02:26:56.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just need more time... gimme more time will ya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-1860028895889143406?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/1860028895889143406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/1860028895889143406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#1860028895889143406' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-5221275671472444162</id><published>2009-06-04T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:18:14.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Customer Service'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's talk about customer service again... Was shown this talk by Ron Kaufman... Apparently, Kaufman is a famous speaker on Quality Service.. the following video is Part 1 and Part 7 of his 12 parts talk in KL National Achiever's Congress. If u have the time, watch all 12 parts, its really useful if u're in the service industry, or even in industries where a little service is need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TJGymUHk2Nk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TJGymUHk2Nk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P9TZUY6sXA4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P9TZUY6sXA4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-5221275671472444162?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5221275671472444162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5221275671472444162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#5221275671472444162' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-6673094329414666578</id><published>2009-05-13T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T18:43:31.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="Label1"&gt;Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label4"&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partially true....&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/6599266-6673094329414666578?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/6673094329414666578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/6673094329414666578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#6673094329414666578' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-5267399290039476429</id><published>2009-05-11T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T01:05:20.113+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Customer Service'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's all about GEMS, Go the Extra Mile for Service... and today, i realli saw it at my workplace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down back to workplace at around 11pm last night... did some balloon crafting 2gether with chiu ming, liyan, benson n his gf... was super tired since i finished work at 9pm... but i learnt something new... and we realli did put in the effort to make all those flowers.... and finally finish at 2am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, Mothers' Day, for the 1st time in my 4 years at this store, something was finally done on this special occasion, went to work at 830am... bought some chocos for the aunties in my store... den passed the balloons to liyan and she started going around giving the mothers and kids around... even thou i was rather busy and couldn't help her... i appreciated the effort she made and i realli can see a lot of mum and kids being very happy.... learnt an impt lesson today... its all about putting your heart in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes.. on the other hand... applied wat i've learnt during lodging last tutorial... handling cust. complaints... rather effective i must say.. at least i din get f*** by ani cust right? haha... bt.. it was realli useful... TLC, we always say it.. bt this was one of the very few times which i realli did applied it... Think Like a Customer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;livin'it, lovin'it =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-5267399290039476429?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5267399290039476429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5267399290039476429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#5267399290039476429' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-3989680304674581969</id><published>2009-05-09T04:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T04:07:27.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>utterly shag... had a freaking f***ing long day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did projecs till 3am last night... slpt arnd 3.30... had a pathetic 2.5 hrs slp... woke up at bloody 6am to get ready for sch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finish lessons at 10.. projects to 12... rush down to bbdc for practical at 2pm... din had any food except for a biscuit i ate for breakfast.... finish prac at 4pm.. again had to rush back home... reach home 5pm... bathe... change.... went down to work.. which started at 5.30pm.. and thank god... may was kind enuf to let me grab a bite be4 i took over her... quite a busy day... as expected for a public holiday eve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally... finish work at 3am... and now i manage to get home... and finally have a rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but shit.... i have to wake up again at 1130pm to go for work.. AGAIN....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;should i skip all the hassle and go back to mac for internship???? maybe i should.... since none of the companies interest me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-3989680304674581969?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/3989680304674581969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/3989680304674581969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#3989680304674581969' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-2098897744102558191</id><published>2009-05-03T16:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T16:59:41.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why do I always, unconsciously, compare myself with others?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-2098897744102558191?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2098897744102558191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2098897744102558191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#2098897744102558191' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-3930043909745308993</id><published>2009-05-02T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T23:09:33.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>who can given me advice for my internship program??? sigh... overseas or local? feel like going for overseas internship... but my dad doesnt support me on going, and my mum lets my dad decide... sigh... locally... there arent many choices... just a few places in hotels... mostly events and tour operators... fnb? i might as well go back to mcd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;advice needed....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-3930043909745308993?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/3930043909745308993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/3930043909745308993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#3930043909745308993' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-4653683668581378553</id><published>2009-05-02T03:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T03:08:47.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pitbull - Tell Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penqueno Juan&lt;br /&gt;Frankie J&lt;br /&gt;Ken-Y&lt;br /&gt;Mamita why we gotta keep going through this&lt;br /&gt;Talk to her Frankie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Yesterday you said you loved me&lt;br /&gt;That there was nobody else above me&lt;br /&gt;That i was yours and you were mine&lt;br /&gt;That there was no limits to our skies&lt;br /&gt;But then you had to put our love on hold&lt;br /&gt;When it came to making love it wasn't you anymore&lt;br /&gt;And now your telling me to leave&lt;br /&gt;I gotta walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;Cant you see that this is killing me&lt;br /&gt;Its hurting my soul&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;How am i supposed to leave you&lt;br /&gt;When my heart tells me to keep you&lt;br /&gt;How can you ask me to let you goooo&lt;br /&gt;No I just can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;No I just can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;(Nooo)&lt;br /&gt;Cant you see Im slowly dying&lt;br /&gt;But Im gonna keep on trying&lt;br /&gt;Please don't ask of me to let you goooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start&lt;br /&gt;By telling you I love you with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;But i can't understand the reason&lt;br /&gt;When you tell me your leaving&lt;br /&gt;Girl me and you were suppose to be forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;Now instead of being in love&lt;br /&gt;Its like we are use to each other&lt;br /&gt;How could we do this to each other&lt;br /&gt;We use to ride for each other&lt;br /&gt;Die for each other&lt;br /&gt;Cry for each other&lt;br /&gt;Now it's like all we wanna do is say is bye to each other&lt;br /&gt;I can't let this happen&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to lose you&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby&lt;br /&gt;Its the truth as usual&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make you happy&lt;br /&gt;Girl it aint hard to see&lt;br /&gt;You mean the world to me&lt;br /&gt;We had been though it all&lt;br /&gt;Thick or thin right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;I can't let you go 'cause this love is too strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am i supposed to leave you&lt;br /&gt;When my heart tells me to keep you&lt;br /&gt;How can you ask me to let you go&lt;br /&gt;No I just can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;No I just can't let yo go&lt;br /&gt;(Nooo)&lt;br /&gt;Cant you see Im slowly dying&lt;br /&gt;But Im gonna keep on trying&lt;br /&gt;Please don't ask of me to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look baby just tell me what you want&lt;br /&gt;Look baby just tell me what you need&lt;br /&gt;Look baby i know im far from perfect&lt;br /&gt;But the game and the money they can take cause it's worthless&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard to deal with my life&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard to deal with all the gossip&lt;br /&gt;I done seen em wit this one&lt;br /&gt;I done seen em wit that one&lt;br /&gt;But everything they say is monotonous&lt;br /&gt;Cant you hear it in my voice&lt;br /&gt;Mami you know your my heart my soul my love&lt;br /&gt;And I swear to you baby&lt;br /&gt;I just want to give you my heart my soul my love&lt;br /&gt;I know we can work this out&lt;br /&gt;I know we can&lt;br /&gt;Baby lets try&lt;br /&gt;But one thing I wont do is let this love die&lt;br /&gt;(Is let this love die)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am i supposed to leave you&lt;br /&gt;When my heart tells me to keep you&lt;br /&gt;How can you ask me to let you goooo&lt;br /&gt;No I just can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;No I just can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;(Nooo)&lt;br /&gt;Cant you see Im slowly dying&lt;br /&gt;But Im gonna keep on trying&lt;br /&gt;Please don't ask of me to let you goooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, yes Im trying to let you go&lt;br /&gt;But the only thing I get from it is all this crying&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how am I suppose to let you goooo&lt;br /&gt;No no noooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;How am i supposed to leave you&lt;br /&gt;When my heart tells me to keep you&lt;br /&gt;How can you ask me to let you go&lt;br /&gt;No I just can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;No I just can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;(Nooo)&lt;br /&gt;Cant you see Im slowly dying&lt;br /&gt;But Im gonna keep on trying&lt;br /&gt;Please don't ask of me to let you gooo&lt;br /&gt;(no i just can't let you go)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-4653683668581378553?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/4653683668581378553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/4653683668581378553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#4653683668581378553' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-6801072447557503402</id><published>2009-05-02T02:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T03:06:17.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Down with a bad flu right now.. cant get to slp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school started... new class... new group... this group should all be hardworking ones... good luck to me:D somehow... i dunno... recently....there's just this distance between me n everybody around... not just school... its everywhere... sigh... anti social me? haha.. dun noe.. dun care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes... had kinda bad work day today... when its suppose to be labour day and yet i still working... im fine with working one public holidays.. after all.. im in service industry... but couple of thgs made me damn pissed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all.. my store's first assistant mgr (for those who dunno, its the 2nd in charge) din order in enuf items for today's usage.... like 20% of the stuff were out of stock... but thank god... the graveyard managers helped me to get the stuff from other hubs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was this customer... ordered delivery... called in to complain... complaining that the sausage was burnt (ITS AS BLACK AS CHARCOAL, thats what he said).. the coffee was spilled... as he spoke.. he got louder and louder to the extent that he was almost shouting... and mind u, up to that point i've yet to say anything except for my name... after he finished, i tried to explain to him, telling him what might have went wrong, and him, cutting into my words, shouted:"WHAT MAYBE, THERE'S NO MAYBE!"... wth... i mean, hello... i'm the phone with you, how in the goddamn blue hell am i going to be so sure that what had happened, i definitely had to investigate... but ok fine, customers are customers... i've used the wrong words, so i told him that my crew did not clean up the grill properly... and again cutting into my words he shouted:"WHAT KIND OF STANDARD IS THIS, YOU GUYS HAVE ISO STANDARD, DON'T YOUR GRILL HAVE TIMERS?" and so i tried to explain again, yes we do have timers, and my crews had not remove the sausages immediately resulting in the burnt sausage, i would tell my crew about this incident and reinforce and ensure that they are following the correct procedures, and again he shouted:" WHAT TELL YOUR CREW, YOUR CREW ARE NOT DOING THE RIGHT THING AND YOU TELL YOUR CREW!" then what, shout at my crew like what you are doing? come on, you have parents, i have parents and so do my crews, would you like it if i shouted back at you... what, u're a human n we're not? but ok fine, we were at fault so you have all the rights to shout....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since he did not like  anything i explain or any actions that i would that, i offered him a replacement ensuring that i would personally follow thru the product making procedures and personally make sure that all the products are up to standard before i sent them out... he accepted it and hung up the phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however less than 5 mins later while i was preparing the food, he called up again saying that he demands my store manager to call him withing 5 minutes, but however my store manager was out of town, so i suggested to him to speak to the 1st assistant manager and then there he goes again.... shouting at the 1st assistant manager... not giving us a chance to explain... and she had no choice but to suggest to the customer that she'll call the area manager to call him up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright fine, and so he was handle by our area manager, and in the end another hub sent him his order... apparantly, he is a regular customer of the other hub and he has a long record way down 3 or 4 years back.. and then he sent us an emailing showing the burnt sausage which i do agree that it's burnt.. but come on... my point here is... is there a need to make a big hoo-ha out of such stuff... threatening to call up NEA and the media... i mean, yes, its our fault i totally agree... but y make people's life so difficult? here we're trying to recover you and there u are... refusing the recovery... what do you want us to do man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... well.. take it as a lesson learnt... and i shall be mindful of the words i use to talk to customers and the way i handle complains... but all thanks to him, my labour day was ruined...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-6801072447557503402?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/6801072447557503402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/6801072447557503402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#6801072447557503402' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-3694285259656647966</id><published>2009-04-28T00:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T00:56:45.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e3kyNGVK-hI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e3kyNGVK-hI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This music is totally on par with Tiesto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-3694285259656647966?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/3694285259656647966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/3694285259656647966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#3694285259656647966' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-553013670657041237</id><published>2009-04-15T16:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T16:55:42.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pissed... i dun understand wats so hard about taking a thgs used for lunch and washing stuff used during breakfast... y do all those aunties always argue about who is suppose to wash...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had an argument with one of the aunties regarding dis and i was so pissed that i said i wash myself... if boss didnt come down.. i would have wash them, cox i dun see wats so hard about washing these thgs.. i can even wash them while running my shift and doing my stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these aunties cant even gimme some face... considering hw well i treat them... always giving them drinks, buying chocos for them.. when they wan to go back early i allow them.. when they say that they are not earning enuf i extend their hours at the risk of getting myself fxxx by boss... cant they even give me some face and just stfu and do wat they're supposed to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget it... i shall not get angry over such stuff:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-553013670657041237?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/553013670657041237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/553013670657041237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#553013670657041237' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-8229079862197533933</id><published>2009-04-02T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:53:27.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let Me Die - Nicholas Tse&lt;br /&gt;Are we at war tonight&lt;br /&gt;Will there be angels&lt;br /&gt;whispering to me good night&lt;br /&gt;Don't wake when lightning strikes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart for you is true&lt;br /&gt;Let no one take that from you&lt;br /&gt;Time is running tight&lt;br /&gt;Can't change from wrong to right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll close my eyes and dream a little&lt;br /&gt;Just like how we used to be baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to say farewell&lt;br /&gt;No need to cry of feelings&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's alright&lt;br /&gt;All in the book of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven grant me one last wish I beg you&lt;br /&gt;Let me say these words before I go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I will love you till the end of time&lt;br /&gt;Every breath of mine&lt;br /&gt;I'll hold you by my side&lt;br /&gt;But I'll rest in peace&lt;br /&gt;My sweetheart would you&lt;br /&gt;Let me die in your arms with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only you can stop the rain tonight&lt;br /&gt;Only you can change my world&lt;br /&gt;from black to white&lt;br /&gt;So I'll close my eyes and&lt;br /&gt;dream a little more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we at war tonight&lt;br /&gt;Will there be angels&lt;br /&gt;whispering to me good night&lt;br /&gt;Don't wake when lightning strikes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven grant me one last wish I beg you&lt;br /&gt;Let me say these words before I go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I will love you till the end of time&lt;br /&gt;Every breath of mine&lt;br /&gt;I'll hold you by my side&lt;br /&gt;But I'll rest in peace&lt;br /&gt;My sweetheart would you&lt;br /&gt;Let me die in your arms with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only you can stop the rain tonight&lt;br /&gt;Only you can get me strength to fight&lt;br /&gt;Till the sky is burning&lt;br /&gt;It's the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look ahead tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Long and winding road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith of mine&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it go&lt;br /&gt;You're the only reason&lt;br /&gt;That I'm growing cold&lt;br /&gt;What would I do&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I will love you till the end of time&lt;br /&gt;Every breath of mine&lt;br /&gt;I'll hold you by my side&lt;br /&gt;But I'll rest in peace&lt;br /&gt;My sweetheart would you&lt;br /&gt;Let me die in your arms with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only you can stop the rain tonight&lt;br /&gt;Only you can make my world so bright&lt;br /&gt;Life no longer empty&lt;br /&gt;with you in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my heart...&lt;div 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven really properly updated this blog for so long... well.. being super bored after 2 days of off days at home, shall blog a bit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays now, but what more can i do then work work and work... stayed over at kel's 2 weeks back... celebrated his birthday... nothing much more exciting about this holiday... purely rotting and rotting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work quite a lot this holiday... but cant see the money that i earn.. mostly goes into my driving lessons... sigh... and made a new specs ytd... 280 bucks.. there goes a quarter of this month pay... oya... one more interesting event... went to M'sia last thurs after not gg overseas for like 4 yrs...went to a buffet restaurant named Salt 'n Pepper... food sucks.. dun eat it... drove my collegue's car... having onli taken one prac.. i almost crash his car while reversing back from the parking lot... scared the hell out of my passengers... LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights... shall get back to rotting... will update soon:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best victory is when the opponent surrenders of its own accord before there are any actual hostilities...It is best to win without fighting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sun-tzu (400BC-320BC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-9058245451346890376?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/9058245451346890376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/9058245451346890376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#9058245451346890376' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-7692284571768159778</id><published>2009-03-31T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T03:34:11.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am i right or wrong? did i make the right move?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love a carefree life=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid rgb(17, 0, 0); width: 400px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Greed:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(68, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(119, 0, 34) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 134px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Gluttony:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(51, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(102, 0, 51) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Wrath:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(34, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(51, 0, 119) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 62px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Sloth:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(51, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(102, 0, 51) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 84px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Envy:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(68, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(119, 0, 34) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 116px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Lust:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(51, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(102, 0, 51) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 80px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Pride:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(17, 0, 34) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Very Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(17, 0, 153) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 28px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/seven_deadly_sins.html" target="_top"&gt;Seven Deadly Sins Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-7692284571768159778?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/7692284571768159778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/7692284571768159778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#7692284571768159778' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-263620709631936697</id><published>2009-03-28T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T01:51:23.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah.. im like so traumatized now... -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-263620709631936697?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/263620709631936697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/263620709631936697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#263620709631936697' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-4027895244395674493</id><published>2009-03-27T16:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T17:08:20.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i wonder why i always commit to something that i know i would never be recognised for? from young, i am always committed to almost everything i do, regardless of how hard it is, as long as i have the determination. but, i have almost never been recognised of these commitments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its time for me to reflect whether i should continue to be as committed as i am now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question to ponder... why do people commit to things they do and they know that they would get anything out of it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He who knows others is wise;&lt;br /&gt;He who know himself is enlightened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lao-tzu (604BC - 531BC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-4027895244395674493?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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/&gt;而用心的从泪水提炼礼物&lt;br /&gt;找到对的地图&lt;br /&gt;太过倔强&lt;br /&gt;虽然有苦说不出&lt;br /&gt;但就是讨厌认输&lt;br /&gt;跑上了山坡尽头断了路&lt;br /&gt;勇敢就是我的许愿树&lt;br /&gt;我用梦想&lt;br /&gt;在天空中飘浮&lt;br /&gt;海边的日出前都会有雾&lt;br /&gt;勇敢就是我的许愿树&lt;br /&gt;用眼光照亮&lt;br /&gt;模了糊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;梦破了沉默便不敢哭&lt;br /&gt;伤痛了拥抱胜过安抚&lt;br /&gt;你最会解读&lt;br /&gt;我内心的日记簿&lt;br /&gt;错一次就像看一本书&lt;br /&gt;而用心的从泪水提炼礼物&lt;br /&gt;找到对的地图&lt;br /&gt;太过倔强&lt;br /&gt;虽然有苦说不出&lt;br /&gt;但就是讨厌认输&lt;br /&gt;跑上了山坡尽头断了路&lt;br /&gt;勇敢就是我的许愿树&lt;br /&gt;我用梦想&lt;br /&gt;在天空中飘浮&lt;br /&gt;海边的日出前都会有雾&lt;br /&gt;勇敢就是我的许愿树&lt;br /&gt;用眼光照亮&lt;br /&gt;模了糊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每当我追求完美太顽固&lt;br /&gt;是你化身我的许愿树&lt;br /&gt;你给了我&lt;br /&gt;无限量的呵护&lt;br /&gt;每当你突发奇想要倾诉&lt;br /&gt;让我化身你的许愿树&lt;br /&gt;为你一起哼着&lt;br /&gt;幸福&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-2846478829435548448?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2846478829435548448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2846478829435548448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#2846478829435548448' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-5569894880622514042</id><published>2009-02-26T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T11:19:11.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thats the difference between BROTHERS and FRIENDS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-5569894880622514042?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5569894880622514042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5569894880622514042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#5569894880622514042' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-8155033559016729367</id><published>2009-02-13T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T20:01:43.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kBKQqQj67tc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kBKQqQj67tc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best valentines video&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-8155033559016729367?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/8155033559016729367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/8155033559016729367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#8155033559016729367' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-5735455004951622103</id><published>2009-02-13T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:57:57.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sorry for not blogging for some time (i noe u guys are sick and tired of hearing this frm various blogs, but face it, its an opening statement everybody has to say ok?) aniwaes, had been lazy rather then busy nwadaes hence leading to not blogging. jux dunno wat to blog about u noe, its stupid to keep on saying, today i did this.. ytd i did that...blah blah blah.. creativity man....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but frankly speaking, thou its stupid, aren't you readers looking for that when u read others' blogs, admit it... its stupid blog yet interesting to read... but wrong blog if you're looking for that, u may click the x button on the top right hand corner of this window. im sick and tired of saying stupid stuff, updating ppl of wat i've been up to lately, thats why arnd this time last year i started with the STOMP shit.. who noes, it ended up giving loads of crap topics... and its crappier recently.. that's why i've been urging u ppl to give me some interesting topics to blog on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, valentine's coming, and can u singles stop giving that BS that its jux another day. if its jux another day, y are u even talking about it, i dun see you saying feb 15 is jux another day... jux face the fact that its valentine's day and u dun have a valentine. is it so hard to face that fact sucker... look on the bright side man, at this time of economic crisis, ain't you glad that you are single? look at all those fools spending tons of money buying flowers and chocolates, bringing your date out and spending money yet again. well of course, you can only look on that bright side if you're optimistic enough, cox spending that money for your love ones is what they call romantic. Speaking of romantic, it reminds me of this week's STOMP's star blogger topic: Are Singapore men romantic? (i noe i've said abt hw stupid this thg was, but well, i dun have anithg to blog u see)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, its been sometime so the above crap shld've gt me warmed up. alrights, are singapore men romantic.. hmmm... in the singaporean context, yes to a great extent singapore men are romantic, but in the global context, singapore men can jux get the fxxx out of their face. well, u can blame us thou. blame it on the society, the environment that we're brought up in. you're in  singapore, wat do u girls expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's wats a lot of mothers in singapore say to their ah boys: "Ah Boy ah, you beri rich izit? spend so much money on the girl, you sure u going to marry her izit? marry liao den give lah, nw give liao later she run away how? waste money leh." this is the kind of world we're living in. chinese call in 现实. but, lets admit that guys in singapore nwadaes are romantic to a certain extent. guys would at least find a lovely place to dine in on special occasion don't they? a lot of guys are romantic enough to remember each and everyday with you and the special days like 1st month or year. and when that day comes, they'll try their very best to make you happy and do what they think is romantic. well, at least they are trying... if you think that its not romantic enough, tell him. let him know what is the romantic feeling that you are looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i must admit singapore guys are sometimes just so insensitive, or un-romantic. hey dude, its her birthday and you asking your brothers out to a pub and celebrate her birthday with her, how romantic is that.. she jux wants to find a quiet place to sit down and maybe eat with you. she doesn't care about how much money you spend, it can be a cheap cupcake from a 'bread' shop and a leftover candle from last year's mooncake festival, and you're bringing her to a neighbourhood playground. its the thoughts that count. spend the precious moments with her, share that small little cupcake together and a simple sentence telling her you love her at the end of the day is more that enough. so wat if you're poor, thats not an excuse, this is something you can do right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as compared to the people overseas, singaporean men are really nothing, French are said to be the most romantic people, why is that so? because they know wat a women is thinking, they know what the ladies want. they're able to satisfy them. thats why singapore men lose to them, we're plain lazy, we expect everything to go according to how we planned. we feel that its romantic, but do we even bother to ask her opinion? at least ask another female for her opinion.singapore guys dun even bother to dress up properly. im not asking you to wear a formal wear or smart casual, but at least dun wear berms and sandals for dates. i noe singapore's weather is hot, but its a bloody date man, can't u even pull out a jeans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, no matter hw un-romantic singapore men are, at the end of the day, it still depends on the demand of the women. cheers to all, and let me end off with a joke i posted some time ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah beng: eh... what you want for valentines day?&lt;br /&gt;ah lian: i want a dozen of roses, a diamond ring, a box of expensive chocolates and a candlelight dinner at a 5 star hotel..&lt;br /&gt;ah beng: oh..&lt;br /&gt;ah lian: you leh... what do you want for valentines day...&lt;br /&gt;ah beng: hopefully a new girlfriend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES ALL=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-5735455004951622103?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5735455004951622103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5735455004951622103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#5735455004951622103' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-869400088741049929</id><published>2009-01-29T01:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T01:51:42.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sian ar... lost my zara hoodie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-869400088741049929?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/869400088741049929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/869400088741049929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#869400088741049929' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-6956195734106568425</id><published>2009-01-01T16:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T16:52:53.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrightx.. 1st post in the brand new year again... well.. this day last year i didnt wrote a reflection of the year that passed.. cox i felt that i've wasted another year.. but this year... well.. i wouldnt say that i've wasted another year... i've learnt a lot of thgs... made a number of new friends... its was.. more or less eventful... but... i wasnt able to use it fully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like mentioned last year... i wun be making any detailed reflection... but this year... i have some hopes and wishes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family: All my family members will stay healthy and fit (my dad's health is getting bad)... we'll stay together as a family to face any problems.. All the best to my bro for his brunei training tonight and hope i can see him passing out from OCS in june... no more relatives passing away....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies: Projects gets lesser (not quite possible), can focus better on my studies, aiming for at least GPA 3.0 by end of this year... get a good attachment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Career: well, work hasnt been going on very well nwadaes... a major change in store managemnt team, so, all i hope is to get enough hrs to cover my daily expenses... and also not lose anymore money every now and den... (just paid 10 bucks today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends: current friendships maintain as it is... maybe a couple more new friends would be nice... and brothers 4eva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortune: i dun bet usually.. but, more savings is what i need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal: improvements in my health (dun ask me wat), get more sleep, slim down a bit/get fitter (i may not look fat but i am) and most importantly... STAY HAPPY ALWAYS=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love: like i mentioned before... i am happy with wat i am now... and have no intentions to disrupt my peaceful life with troubles and also worrying over minor stupid love stuff every now and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... thats more or less wat i want this year... and 14 years more and counting.. till then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-6956195734106568425?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/6956195734106568425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/6956195734106568425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#6956195734106568425' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-142528613880201727</id><published>2008-12-27T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T00:36:22.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank goodness i can work under pressure and stress... I'm not getting enough sleep and work, project deadlines and test are overwhelming me... I can do it=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-142528613880201727?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/142528613880201727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/142528613880201727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#142528613880201727' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-1836833376689306456</id><published>2008-12-25T16:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:42:47.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a sibei HAPPENING night partying out last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up kel at 1plus... went far east walk walk eat... den went partyworld.. Super duper long nv go ktv liao sia... only 3 of us go.. kel, me and wee xiang.... sing sing sing until 7pm... met up warren and xiao min went lau par sat makan.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makan already went back to town wanted to go thumper... knn... spent almost 30mins to walk from orchard mrt station far east there.. fking lot of ppl..den tmd.. age limit 23 ytd... bo bian... then all slack at far east find place go.. den went to boat quay find sean.. initially wanted slack with them at boat quay.. den wee xiang say go o bar... den ok lor all go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach o bar already 11 like dat liao... there super happening... but fucking age limit 20.. warren and xm managed to get pass.. den me and kel check ic cannot go in.. cb.. in the end warren give kel his chop... den i go in thru double o entrance they allow.... gave my chop to wee xiang den all go in.... cb... tell me is bar.. in the end is club... virgin clubbing experience.. haha... cheat me into going to club...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go in drink a bit... den alvin come... brg him in.. missed the countdown... BUT.... that's when the party's starting... drink a bit liao go down dancefloor a while.. drink den dance again...SUPER DUPER HIGH!!! came out 2plus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to central dere withdraw money den went back by NR.... came back 768 arnd 3plus makan at mac... den drink with warren again... den go hm... bath.. go back mac again-.- slp there half an hour START WORK!!!!... work was fine.. den nw im back here... and going to slp after this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for alvin to send photos.. here's a ugly preview of me after abt half jug of vodka lime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/SVOYexS7-LI/AAAAAAAAADA/rKBk381o8Kg/s1600-h/Photo205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/SVOYexS7-LI/AAAAAAAAADA/rKBk381o8Kg/s320/Photo205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283734442231986354" 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/6599266-1836833376689306456?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/1836833376689306456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/1836833376689306456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#1836833376689306456' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_H1NKR2XexdQ/SVOYexS7-LI/AAAAAAAAADA/rKBk381o8Kg/s72-c/Photo205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-6588294661451831232</id><published>2008-12-17T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:11:56.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time will Heal Our Wounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trouble passes. What has caused you to burst into tears will soon be forgotten. You may remember that you cried but not why you did so! As we grow up and go through life, we are often surprised at how we lie awake at night, brooding over something that has upset us during the day, or how we nurse resentment against someone by letting the same thoughts run through our minds concerning how to have our own back. We may fly into a rage at the spur of the moment over something, and later wonder what it was that we were so angry about, and be surprised to realise what a waste of time and energy it had all been. We have deliberately continued being unhappy when we could have stopped being so and started thinking about something else which is more wholesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever our troubles are, and however aggrieved we may feel, time will heal our wounds, but surely there must be something we can do to prevent ourselves from being hurt in the first place. Why should we allow others or our troubles to drain away our energy and make us unhappy? The answer is that they do not. It is we who make ourselves unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have some trouble in your working place but you should not infect your home with bad atmosphere. You should realise that there is an end to those problems. The solutions could be found in achieving freedom from our selfish desires, by eradicating all forms of confusion and ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we fail to find a solution to a problem, we are inclined to find a scapegoat, on whom we vent our frustration. We are not prepared to admit our own shortcomings. It is easier to put the blame on others. In fact, some even take pleasure in doing so. This is a completely wrong attitude to adopt. We must not show resentment towards others. We should do our utmost, painstakingly and calmly, to resolve our own problems. We must be prepared to face up to any difficulties that we encounter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-6588294661451831232?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/6588294661451831232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/6588294661451831232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#6588294661451831232' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-4168011408290542724</id><published>2008-12-16T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:25:31.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happiness and Materialism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people believe that they can solve all their problems by just having money. They however fail to realise that money itself has its attendant problems. Money cannot solve all problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people never think properly. All through their lives, they are like race-track greyhounds running after a rabbit decoy. When the chase ends, all the excitement disappears. This is very much like the nature of sensual happiness in the wonderland of materialism. As soon as the desired object is obtained, the happiness ends and new desires arise. Getting the object appears not as satisfying as the chase itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we lose something, remember the following advice: - "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Say not that this is yours and that is mine, Just say, this came to you and that to me, So we may not regret the fading shine, Of all the glorious things which ceased to be."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wealth is not something for you to accumulate for craving's sake. It is intended for your welfare, as well as the welfare of others. Try to make the world around you a better place to live in. Use you wealth wisely to reduce the suffering of the poor, the sick and the aged. Fulfill you duties to your people, your country and your religion. When the time comes for you to leave, you will have immense peace and bliss as you recall the pass good and selfless deeds that you have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeking wealth through gambling is like expecting a passing cloud to shelter us from the sun. On the other hand, aspiring for prosperity through diligent work is as secure as building a permanent shelter from the sun and rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Your property will remain when you die. Your friends and relatives will follow you up to the grave, but only the good or bad actions that you have done during your lifetime will follow you beyond the grave."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fulfilling dreams of riches may sound magical, but fear and worry always lie in wait for such magic to wear off. A rich lifestyle brings its share of mental disturbance. With an abundance of ill-used wealth, it becomes impossible to attain the simple things in life such as friendship, trust and confidence, which are taken for granted in humbler circumstances. When a lifestyle begins to generate a sense of insecurity, wisdom is required to put oneself on the right track again. Riches have their trade-offs  - the happiness of owing them is diminished by as much fear and worry about losing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our personal happiness, we should acquire wealth righteously. "Blessed are they who earn their living without harming others." Our happiness cannot be long-lived and meaningful if our wealth leaves sorrow and suffering in its wake. Wealth that is flouted arouses envy, but wealth that is well managed earns respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your wealth can edify your house but not you. Only your own virtues can edify you. Your dress can adorn you body but not you. Only your good conduct can do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, its is blissful to know that "happiness is a perfume that you cannot pour on others without getting a few drops on yourself." The world may not be what you want it to be, but you can tune your heart to find happiness within it. It is only when you have suffered for doing good that you can rise above others in understanding and personal happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"If you want to find happiness, let us stop thinking about gratitude or ingratitude and give for inner joy of giving. Ingratitude is natural - like weeds. Gratitude is like a rose. It has to be fed, watered, cultivated, loved and protected."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-4168011408290542724?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/4168011408290542724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/4168011408290542724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#4168011408290542724' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-3073390189649818971</id><published>2008-12-15T16:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T16:39:17.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COMPASSIONATE LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as there is one fellow creature whom you can console with your kind words, whom you can enliven and cheer by your presence, whom you can help with your worldly possessions, however little that charity may be, you are a precious member of the human race. You should never be disheartened or depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may be times when those whom you love do not seem to care for you, and you are apt to have a heavy heart, but there is no justification for feeling dejected. What does anything matter as long as you know that you are full of compassion for your fellow men? One should never depend on others for one's happiness. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He who expects to secure satisfaction in life from others is worse than the beggar who kneels and cries for his daily bread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO NOT WORRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The secret of happy, successful living is to do what needs to be done now, and not worry about the past or the future. We cannot reshape the past, nor can we anticipate everything in the future. There is but one moment of time over which we have some conscious control and that is the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people just worry about the future. They have to learn to adjust themselves to the circumstances. Whatever castles they may build in air, whatever dreams they may have, they must always remember that they are living in this world of constant friction and change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are no stars which we could trust, There is no guiding light, And we know that we must BE GOOD, BE JUST, BE RIGHT."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-3073390189649818971?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/3073390189649818971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/3073390189649818971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#3073390189649818971' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-7004864806837427282</id><published>2008-12-08T16:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T21:40:11.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;no one there when i need someone... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-7004864806837427282?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/7004864806837427282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/7004864806837427282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#7004864806837427282' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-3459132900354721864</id><published>2008-12-03T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:23:27.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK TUP ACER, JUX COLLECTED MY LAPTOP FROM THEM LAST SATURDAY, NOW CRASH AGAIN... CCB.. FUCK U ACER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-3459132900354721864?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/3459132900354721864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/3459132900354721864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#3459132900354721864' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-2128997383402802386</id><published>2008-11-30T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T01:28:00.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my laptop is back in action:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-2128997383402802386?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2128997383402802386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2128997383402802386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#2128997383402802386' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-6581439099289395423</id><published>2008-11-26T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T22:42:12.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK TUP.. laptop crash... almost everything gone.. thank god the serviceman was kind enough to use his personal hard drive adapter to help me transfer most of my project work.. but there goes my 6gb+ of music, my newly downloaded games..  some of my movies.. and all my photos... gosh... pray hard that they can save my hard drive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now using my bro's laptop... lucky he's in camp, but must chiong finish all the projects by friday before he comes back.. sigh... fucking tired now but cannot sleep... mux finish project... i used my afternoon nap time at gym and acer service centre... so super duper sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND LAST OF ALL TO MAKE THINGS WORSE!!! I RAN OUT OF DARK CHOCOLATES!!! ARGH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-6581439099289395423?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/6581439099289395423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/6581439099289395423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#6581439099289395423' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-4136195204568619813</id><published>2008-11-13T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:10:58.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Classic Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HE_b0c6Qr34&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HE_b0c6Qr34&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-4136195204568619813?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/4136195204568619813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/4136195204568619813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#4136195204568619813' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-4381379123344201209</id><published>2008-11-11T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T21:20:29.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Call - Regina Spektor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out as a feeling&lt;br /&gt;Which then grew into a hope&lt;br /&gt;Which then turned into a quiet thought&lt;br /&gt;Which then turned into a quiet word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then that word grew louder and louder&lt;br /&gt;'Til it was a battle cry&lt;br /&gt;I'll come back&lt;br /&gt;When you call me&lt;br /&gt;No need to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because everything's changing&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean it's never been this way before&lt;br /&gt;All you can do is try to know who your friends are&lt;br /&gt;As you head off to the war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick a star on the dark horizon&lt;br /&gt;And follow the light&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back when it's over&lt;br /&gt;No need to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back when it's over&lt;br /&gt;No need to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're back to the beginning&lt;br /&gt;It's just a feeling and no one knows yet&lt;br /&gt;But just because they can't feel it too&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean that you have to forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let your memories grow stronger and stronger&lt;br /&gt;'Til they're before your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back&lt;br /&gt;When they call you&lt;br /&gt;No need to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll come back&lt;br /&gt;When they call you&lt;br /&gt;No need to say goodbye         &lt;!--ringtones and media links --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-4381379123344201209?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/4381379123344201209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/4381379123344201209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#4381379123344201209' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-7254184226233703234</id><published>2008-10-22T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T01:12:43.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM BACK!!! hahaha... was bored and reading back some of the older posts.. realized for poly life.. everytime before each sem starts... i wun be blogging for at least a week... den i will make a post saying school reopened blah blah blah... so... i shall keep up to the trend... SCHOOL REOPENED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... pros and cons of school reopening.. im already very bored already... time to get back to school... im so sick of working nwadays... i took off since like... last last friday? of which 6 days annual leave = $240 for sitting at hm rotting.... aniwaes... school started... at sentosa... Tourism Academy @ Sentosa... its super duper far.... and in order for me to save 45 bucks a month.. im taking bus every single day... thats... very very long... let's see... i woke up at 6am to day.. came out arnd 640... and i reach school just on time for lessons. how great right? haha... but thank god i have one day which i go back to tp and another day which there's 'no' lessons... alrights.. thats abt sch... next, some thgs, abt the MIA period i had, as always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was working working and working.. since the day before hari raya eve... was hell... overnight shift.... at least 12hrs a day... the orders were like.. WTH... nv ending... and just on the eve of hari raya... my stores taxi claim to send orders were roughly 700 bucks... :) expensive? actually still ok bah.. nt claim my store oso.. dun care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said.. after that crazy period of working.. took off till nw.. spent quite a lot of money oso... bought a zara hoodie... 60 bucks.. a formal shoe... 60.. den was hanging out with bros for a couple of days... spent quite a bit on eating, watching movie... and playing pool, snooker and learnt the new number ball... i must say.. number ball is rather fun but also expensive... just the table money costs 11.80 per hr on weekends at cine.. and when we include the money we 'bet' we can lose quite a lot.. so.. i rather just plainly play for the sake of playing and share table money... haha... anybody wants to learn? i can always teach.. and for those who dunno wat number ball is .. its the game whereby we play pool balls on snooker table together with poker cards... quite complicating when u learn at first, bt once u get the hang of it... its rather fun..(Not considering the money we are paying)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes... like i said... i was reading some of my older post... i realised... i had some really good posts... like for example the on that was on STOMP's topic on turning point of my life... i couldnt have blog that nw i believe... and the reflection i did after o'lvls.. (actually i admit it was blogged when it was a rather.. depressing period of my life)... and last of all.. all the chinese sentences i used.... still verying meaningful.. alrights.. signing off with one of these sentences i wonder hw i had it sometime ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span 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style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;暗恋最伟大的行为，是成全。你不爱我，但是我成全你。真正的暗恋，是一生的事业，不因他远离你而放弃。没有这种情操，不要轻言暗恋。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-7254184226233703234?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/7254184226233703234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/7254184226233703234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#7254184226233703234' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-7398989753502539965</id><published>2008-09-29T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T13:43:34.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling super pissed and super steamed right now... had been trying to get to slping since 1am.. finally fell asleep at arnd 8am... den 1030 am... store called... cox power trip... den the new manager dunno wat to do.. since im the nearest to the store... had to rush down to hlp... den came back arnd 12pm.. cant get to slp since den... argh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-7398989753502539965?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/7398989753502539965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/7398989753502539965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#7398989753502539965' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-5896929879709339106</id><published>2008-09-11T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T00:57:03.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>盼不到我爱的人&lt;br /&gt;我知道我愿意再等&lt;br /&gt;]疼不了爱我的人&lt;br /&gt;片刻柔情它骗不了人&lt;br /&gt;我不是无情的人&lt;br /&gt;却将你伤的最深&lt;br /&gt;我不忍 我不能&lt;br /&gt;别再认真&lt;br /&gt;忘了我的人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;离不开我爱的人&lt;br /&gt;我知道爱需要缘分&lt;br /&gt;放不下爱我的人&lt;br /&gt;因为了解他多么认真&lt;br /&gt;为什么最真的心&lt;br /&gt;碰不到最好的人&lt;br /&gt;我不问 我不能&lt;br /&gt;拥在怀中&lt;br /&gt;直到他变冷&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱我的人为我痴心不悔&lt;br /&gt;我却为我爱的人甘心一生伤悲&lt;br /&gt;在乎的人始终不对&lt;br /&gt;谁对谁不必虚伪&lt;br /&gt;爱我的人为我付出一切&lt;br /&gt;[我却为我爱的人流泪狂乱心碎&lt;br /&gt;爱与被爱同样受罪&lt;br /&gt;为什么不懂拒绝痴情的包围&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-5896929879709339106?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5896929879709339106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5896929879709339106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#5896929879709339106' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-1023555546252750788</id><published>2008-09-09T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:08:37.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dunno izit whether im getting lazy/complacent or izit that there are more crews and there's nthg for me to do... im like doing nothing when working... just walk around... everytime waste abt 9 hrs dere... doing almost nthg... rotting... and getting paid... its wat we call... chia liao bi.... hahahaha... nvm.. gt money can liao =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-1023555546252750788?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/1023555546252750788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/1023555546252750788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#1023555546252750788' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-4705803442634072469</id><published>2008-08-29T00:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T00:53:42.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok... im sorry for not updating recently... stomp post would be rare nowadays cause the topics are so stupid and partially cause i dun have any idea what to write about it... bt feel free to tag me reasonable topics, i will try to post....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes.... few updates about me... was busy recently.... been spend everyday last week at mac... studying frm mon to fri... den weekends... haha... then... this monday had accounting test.... not bad... it was more difficult as compared to past year papers... bt... still do-able... den tues had slight fever...bad headache... nv study.... was recovering ytd... bt no mood study... so onli study a while... den today... wake up early... dun feel like studying... keep playing games... haha... dun care la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however... tto paper today was rather.... ok... can pass... cannot score... haha... standard answer from ppl after the paper today.. haha... aniwaes.. after exam went biz park makan.. den lib slack.. den go tas briefing... got sentosa card... can go sentosa for free liao...=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wat shld i do about YOU... who shld make the move??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes... after that...went e-hub wif jruth they all.... makan at the STREETS... den wanted to watch 4bia... but too late liao... later no bus go back... den nv watch... went x-zone... watch jruth spend money to get the soft toys... in the end nv get.. haha... waste money... aniwaes... after dat go home lor... thats all bah... will be back soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;saw u today... no more feelings liao... i got over it.. im  glad...&lt;br /&gt;bt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-4705803442634072469?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/4705803442634072469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/4705803442634072469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#4705803442634072469' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-8892096606404570979</id><published>2008-08-22T01:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T01:23:20.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JOKE OF THE DAY: we'll stick to friendster =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH LOL.... ok im sorry, only i understand... hahahaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-8892096606404570979?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/8892096606404570979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/8892096606404570979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#8892096606404570979' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-6934713556080823936</id><published>2008-08-14T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T23:58:02.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>为我送朵花给她&lt;br /&gt;不要玫瑰的廉价&lt;br /&gt;她只喜欢河边开的花&lt;br /&gt;那像我第一次见到她&lt;br /&gt;为我写封信给她&lt;br /&gt;问她今天快乐吗&lt;br /&gt;这里的雨一直下&lt;br /&gt;我每天只能想着她&lt;br /&gt;为我陪她数星星&lt;br /&gt;暗示那像我的心&lt;br /&gt;永远为她一闪一闪亮晶晶&lt;br /&gt;如果她愿意我想给她这颗心&lt;br /&gt;告诉她 我爱她&lt;br /&gt;那是我不敢讲的话&lt;br /&gt;我想我永远照顾她&lt;br /&gt;告诉她 我爱她&lt;br /&gt;只有我最关心她明白她&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-6934713556080823936?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/6934713556080823936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/6934713556080823936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#6934713556080823936' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-5940532615229825142</id><published>2008-08-12T21:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T21:41:54.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY IS THE BOOK OUT DAY, BOOK OUT! BOOK OUT! TODAY IS THE BOOK OUT DAY! BOOK OUT BOOK OUT DAY! BOOK OUT BOOK OUT DAY! TODAY IS THE BOOK OUT DAY, BOOK, BOOK OUT DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;is fate in the way? or you yourself are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOK OUT LOH!!! hahahaha... this is the feeling, just like POP 2 years ago, throwing our berets, super duper happy:D its the feeling that NSmen feel on the day they go back home from Tekong after the first two weeks at BMTC! hahahaha, life is back to normal, hohohoho! no more waking up at 5am, no more 8 long hrs at TCA! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY YEAR ONES, SSM IS FUN AND EXCITING, LOOK FORWARD TO IT, HAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-5940532615229825142?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5940532615229825142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5940532615229825142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#5940532615229825142' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-8644416407060440461</id><published>2008-08-04T23:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T21:42:05.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suddenly got an inspiration:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER GIVE UP BECAUSE YOU WILL NEVER KNOW THE FINAL OUTCOME UNTIL IT ARRIVES. THINGS WILL JUST TURN OUT RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;i was just joking, please understand, its the way i tok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:78%;" &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/6599266-8644416407060440461?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/8644416407060440461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/8644416407060440461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#8644416407060440461' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-2947954702074908812</id><published>2008-07-31T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T20:34:20.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've realized that recently, its hard for me to make decisions...small or big... i cant make decisions right away... i wonder why.. haha :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-2947954702074908812?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2947954702074908812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2947954702074908812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#2947954702074908812' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-4685092076469355485</id><published>2008-07-29T20:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T20:58:39.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i did try u noe?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i did keep up to my words to keep that smile on my face no matter wat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;even thou i wasnt happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-4685092076469355485?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/4685092076469355485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/4685092076469355485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#4685092076469355485' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-5519779670632429997</id><published>2008-07-25T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T22:16:44.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>keep that smile on my face no matter what happens, no matter how bad i feel.. SMILE =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-5519779670632429997?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5519779670632429997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5519779670632429997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#5519779670632429997' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-6120590069968543037</id><published>2008-07-14T20:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T20:36:46.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>accounting test tml, no time to blog on the topic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-6120590069968543037?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/6120590069968543037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/6120590069968543037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#6120590069968543037' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-2137468595706169024</id><published>2008-07-07T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:04:33.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week STOMP star blogger topic: &lt;span id="_ctl0_lblCTopicName" class="comments_Title"&gt; Let's say your gender has been switched, that is, female into male and male into female. What kind of life would you like to be living and what kind of person would you be in your new gender?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah... switch of gender, that's.. unimaginable, what will the world be like if suddenly the whole world just switch to the opposite gender. DOOMSDAY, hell arrives, there will be chaos everywhere. But maybe if i was the only one who gets the gender switched, the impact may not be as great. (At least not to the whole world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if my gender gets change.. i will have a lot of things i have to buy, bras, pads, hair clips/bands/ribbons, accessories and tons of clothes. Its quite troublesome to be a woman actually, having your good friend visiting you every month, getting pregnant and if u are pretty and/or sexy, getting ogle by guys like me every now and then. (Yes i admit i look at girls but not not like those dirty ah peks). Seriously, being a female ain't easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the only thing i like about being a girl would be the wide range to clothes one can wear. There's just so many variety. For guys, its just shirts, t-shirts, jeans, pants and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i kind of life i like to be living in , let's see, at my age, of course i would like to be studying a good diploma, and maybe have a caring and not so handsome boyfriend, a bunch of 'sisters' to hang out with every now and then. That's would be more of my social life. For myself, i would not want to be so pretty, an average look will do, maybe for my bust, 35B? LOL, i don't know much about bust sizes, so i guess that will be enough? haha, a slim body i good, with naturally tanned colour and i don't want a big hip, i feel that it's disgusting. just dun be to big or too flat, a normal one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what kind of woman, a sociable one? and maybe with a slightly more brainy mind.=D that should be about more, but i would not want to be pregnant, its really tough. I respect all mothers on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read the star bloggers' post, click &lt;a href="http://starblog.stomp.com.sg/index.php?tid=143"&gt;here&lt;/a&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/6599266-2137468595706169024?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2137468595706169024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2137468595706169024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#2137468595706169024' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-2648262665547132894</id><published>2008-07-03T19:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T19:54:55.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright, as promised, this week's STOMP star blogger topic : &lt;span id="_ctl0_lblCTopicName" class="comments_Title"&gt; Young Singaporean girls are offering to satisfy men's fetishes online, sell their used panties and nude photos and provide other services. What's your advice to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought this only happened in channel 8 drama shows where that young secondary school girl sold her mum's panties to old perverted man, i can't imagine people who actually buy these used panties. i mean, what can they use it for? wear it again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these topics link back to the same old thing, the ugliness of mankind and the bad side of the Internet. We can't totally blame the girls for selling their used panties and nude photos, they just wanted to earn some quick money, through the wrong method though. We should actually put the most of the blame to those sick and pervert man who create this 'market'. In economics, with demand comes supply, if the demand is low, supply would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, these young Singaporean girls also need some counseling. How old are they? Between the age of around 14 to 18? They still have a long way to go, they will definitely regret it when they grow up. They are still too young to think for themselves and know how ugly the world is out there. Its really dangerous when they make such transactions, what happen if they met some totally sick man and rape them? Their life would be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for those who provide other services, my only advice to them is, if that's the kind of life you want, how different are you from those prostitutes in red light district? You think nobody will know, you forget the person who will always know what you do, YOURSELF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read the star blogger' views on this topic, click &lt;a href="http://starblog.stomp.com.sg/index.php?tid=142"&gt;here&lt;/a&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/6599266-2648262665547132894?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2648262665547132894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2648262665547132894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#2648262665547132894' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-8376467753306400474</id><published>2008-06-30T18:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T18:15:45.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im promise i will blog on this week's star blogger topic soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-8376467753306400474?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/8376467753306400474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/8376467753306400474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#8376467753306400474' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-5466697141249918668</id><published>2008-06-29T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T17:10:55.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck tup... i guess different project groups need to use different method of doing project... the method i used for previous project groups dun work... i need to change the method.... A LESSON LEARNT... UNDERSTAND THE SITUATION AND BE FLEXIBLE DUDE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-5466697141249918668?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5466697141249918668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5466697141249918668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#5466697141249918668' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-6550458580465950215</id><published>2008-06-23T20:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T21:26:22.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, I'm not so lazy today, so I'll do a short post. This week STOMP Star Blogger's topic: &lt;span id="_ctl0_lblCTopicName" class="comments_Title"&gt;        If you are a comic book super-hero, which character would you be - and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, firstly, what kind of comic book super-hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="_ctl0_lblCTopicName" class="comments_Title"&gt; is this about? American comics or Japanese Comic aka manga (Let's say that the characters are super-heroes). I'll be nice today and talk about both super-hero I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Comics.&lt;br /&gt;Alrights, American comics has a wide range of super-heroes to choose from, ranging from famous X-men characters, to recently know characters like The Hulk. Out of the wide variety, its would be best that I will become the Ghost Rider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/SF-cuAKrt4I/AAAAAAAAABU/CXI2LtvQFWw/s1600-h/ghost+rider_qjgenth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/SF-cuAKrt4I/AAAAAAAAABU/CXI2LtvQFWw/s320/ghost+rider_qjgenth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215059207651047298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="_ctl0_lblCTopicName" class="comments_Title"&gt;Firstly, because I would love to ride a bike, especially when my ride is Harley Davidson. Bursting into flames with that scary skull riding around. Imagine while driving on the road one night, you see a flaming skull at your window, it'll scare the hell out of you!!! And with the ability to control hellfire, I'll burn all schools in Singapore so that I will not have to do projects anymore(Just joking, I love schooling!!!-.-) Ok, I'll definitely do some good deeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese Comics&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't considered these characters as super-heroes, but, nevertheless, they are comic characters that i want to be. Can I have a combination of a few? If I can, I would like to have the combination of Sasuke from Naruto, Ichigo from Bleach and also Recca from Flame of Recca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/SF-fnKs7IOI/AAAAAAAAABk/iTYfM7xR8z4/s1600-h/Untitled+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/SF-fnKs7IOI/AAAAAAAAABk/iTYfM7xR8z4/s320/Untitled+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215062388754817250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sasuke, the last of Uchiha clan, from the latest manga chapter, he is on his way to wipe out the village he grew up in, together with his new unnamed sharingan as shown above. I would only want to have his eyes that look so damn nice. The ability of sharingan would also be good for copying during exams(Hee hee).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/SF-fm2WU-YI/AAAAAAAAABc/SRnsi8uDwVM/s1600-h/ichigo002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/SF-fm2WU-YI/AAAAAAAAABc/SRnsi8uDwVM/s320/ichigo002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215062383291332994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ichigo, the main character of Bleach, I don't want any thing from him except his bankai zanpaku-to. I have a fascination with swords and katanas since young especially when i grew up in the era of Feng Yun (Wind and Cloud). The katana that Ichigo has is long and black, like a normal katana. But it looks so special to me compare to those we see on the streets.  Singapore's law requires us to have license for possession of katanas, if not, i will definitely get the life size Ichigo zanpaku-to, Zangetsu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/SF-fnFKyypI/AAAAAAAAABs/4o-EzSobsAw/s1600-h/33b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/SF-fnFKyypI/AAAAAAAAABs/4o-EzSobsAw/s320/33b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215062387269487250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flame of Recca, one of the first anime that i watched, I used to watch it every school holidays until it was borrowed to either me or my brother's friend and we couldn't get it back (Cause we don't even know who has it.) Basically in this old old manga/anime, Recca the main character of the story, and he was teleported by his mother from the Ninjas era to the modern world. He has the ability to control 8 flame dragons which each has a power of its own. I used to imagine having the tattoos of the chinese character names  of 8 dragons of my arms like Recca and walking around with the 8 dragons behind me as my 'background'. I still want to have tattoo of chinese character on my arms... But maybe not now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, this should be all about it. Ahhh.. Childhood memories....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read the star bloggers' views on this topic, click &lt;a href="http://starblog.stomp.com.sg/index.php?tid=141"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-6550458580465950215?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/6550458580465950215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/6550458580465950215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#6550458580465950215' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/SF-cuAKrt4I/AAAAAAAAABU/CXI2LtvQFWw/s72-c/ghost+rider_qjgenth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-3435519978310922984</id><published>2008-06-16T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:47:37.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, im lazy and tired today, so i wun blog abt the star blog topic, aniwaes topic is about blogging. But feel free to tag me topics the write on. Au Revior&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-3435519978310922984?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/3435519978310922984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/3435519978310922984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#3435519978310922984' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-376912374320943407</id><published>2008-06-10T02:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T03:06:16.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i was reading some of my old post, and i realize.... i am facing the same old problem for almost one year and nothing has yet to change... This was what i type onto my handphone a couple of weeks ago be4 i sleep:&lt;br /&gt;"Everytime when i close my eyes i would think... which one is the real me? The crazy one, the noisy one, the cheerful one,the gangster one, the irritating one, the clever one or the anti-social one..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i would nv have an answer for that bah.. I realli wonder.. when can i stop faking and be my own self. But, now that i think of it, do i even have a own self? I realli dunno, I realli dunno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this is not emoing&lt;br /&gt;jux had the urge to type this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-376912374320943407?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/376912374320943407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/376912374320943407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#376912374320943407' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-5887806223969590322</id><published>2008-06-09T18:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T18:25:25.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week STOMP star blog topic: &lt;span id="_ctl0_lblCTopicName" class="comments_Title"&gt;        Shopping in Singapore sucks. Agree or disagree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I wouldn't have much to say about this since like most men, I don't really shop a lot (About once a year during CNY periods). I have to both agree and disagree that shopping in Singapore sucks. But, more of agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I disagree? In Singapore, you can basically find almost everything you want, from high-end products like Gucci, Prada, LV, to cheap bargains like those in Pasar Malams. I usually spend one whole day to buy my CNY clothes due to the wide variety available. But, remember, its only once a year, who can shop in Singapore everyday? Nevertheless, I must say that the government had done a great job in developing Orchard area to a mini shopping paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also agree that shopping in Singapore sucks. Even though almost every place in Singapore would have a mall, but frankly speaking, I don't really see the difference in those neighbourhood malls. The shops are generally the same. Those in town, its simply too expensive(for me) considering the quality, brand and design of the product. And the distance between shops selling the same things is rather far. They should actually have the shops selling the same thing in the same mall so that people do not have to walk so far to compare the different products. Take for example, I was trying to find a nice watch to buy a couple of months ago, i spend 2 hours to just buy one watch. However, more than half of the two hours was spent one walking. I started out from Heeren , walked to Taka, Wisma, Tangs and Far East Plaza before going back to Tangs to buy it. Imagine I to buy a watch, a shoe and a belt that day, how much would i have to walk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't really agree Singapore is a shoppers' paradise for tourists. Most tourists would want to do some last minute shopping before going back and most of the flights departing for their country requires them to check in early in the morning. Hence, 9am in the morning, where can they shop? The only place is in Changi Airport. Tell me, how much can one shop there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I must say that Singapore is still a place for shoppers and for Singaporeans who find shopping in Singapore is boring, you have two choices, shop overseas or shop online. Cheers=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read the star bloggers' views, click &lt;a href="http://starblog.stomp.com.sg/index.php?tid=139"&gt;here&lt;/a&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/6599266-5887806223969590322?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5887806223969590322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5887806223969590322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#5887806223969590322' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-2118623554454923560</id><published>2008-06-05T14:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T14:09:49.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Your Love is Blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ramzi ft. Ash King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;I see you all the time&lt;br /&gt;Never see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I try to picture what's going on in your mind&lt;br /&gt;He leaves you every night by yourself&lt;br /&gt;He took your love and put it on the shelf&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't really care� how you feel...&lt;br /&gt;You should be moving on girl what's the deal?&lt;br /&gt;I wana see you out that door... cuz girl you know your worth much more&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So baby tell me why�you stick around&lt;br /&gt;Always lonely and you only wear a frown&lt;br /&gt;He don't treat you good and you know&lt;br /&gt;The only thing left is for you to go&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't live a lie with someone&lt;br /&gt;When deep inside you know he ain't the one&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say no more&lt;br /&gt;I wana see you out that door&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yah azizi (yo precious) is mahiri&lt;br /&gt;I really don't wanna see u cry&lt;br /&gt;Mujko samjho dil peh mat lo (understand me don't take it to heart)&lt;br /&gt;Don't wana see another tear in your eye&lt;br /&gt;Baby break away&lt;br /&gt;Let him go&lt;br /&gt;I don't know he's done to you&lt;br /&gt;But I know that it's time to move on&lt;br /&gt;Girl your is love blind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Girl I understand&lt;br /&gt;That you're scared&lt;br /&gt;And you feel that you might never love again&lt;br /&gt;But baby that ain't true&lt;br /&gt;No no no&lt;br /&gt;I know that there some there for you&lt;br /&gt;Someone that will see&lt;br /&gt;That you are worth&lt;br /&gt;An undiscovered treasure on this earth&lt;br /&gt;Girl you know your worth so much more&lt;br /&gt;Wana see you out that door&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yah azizi (yo precious) is mahiri&lt;br /&gt;I really don't wanna see u cry&lt;br /&gt;Mujko samjho dil peh mat lo (understand me don't take it to heart)&lt;br /&gt;Don't wana see another tear in your eye&lt;br /&gt;Baby break away&lt;br /&gt;Let him go&lt;br /&gt;I don't know he's done to you&lt;br /&gt;But I know it's time to move on&lt;br /&gt;Girl your is love blind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yah azizi (yo precious) is mahiri&lt;br /&gt;I really don't wanna see u cry&lt;br /&gt;Mujko samjho dil peh mat lo (understand me don't take it to heart)&lt;br /&gt;Don't wana see another tear in your eye&lt;br /&gt;Baby break away&lt;br /&gt;Let him go&lt;br /&gt;I don't know he's done to you&lt;br /&gt;But I know its time to move on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &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/6599266-2118623554454923560?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2118623554454923560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2118623554454923560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#2118623554454923560' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-5867596386251789108</id><published>2008-06-02T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T00:03:01.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry fo being late, had a test today...ok, this week's STOMP star blogger topic, like what i guess last week, its regarding Szechuan Earthquake, but not exactly, here's the topic: &lt;span id="_ctl0_lblCTopicName" class="comments_Title"&gt;        Is Hollywood star Sharon Stone too insensitive or are the increasingly nationalistic Chinese people too sensitive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="mainblog_text" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="250"&gt;       &lt;span id="_ctl0_lblCTopicName" class="comments_Title"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;To allow you people to have a clearer picture of what is happening, here's the video,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ru1gfM5gCn0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ru1gfM5gCn0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the extract of what she said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well you know it's very interesting because at first I'm y'know, not happy about the way the Chinese are treating the Tibetans because I don't think anyone should be unkind to anyone else. And so I have been very concerned about how to think and what to do about that, because I don't like... that. And then I've been concerned about how we should deal with the Olympics because they're not being nice to the Dalai Lama who's a good friend of mine. And then all this earthquake and all this happened and I thought 'Is that karma? When you're not nice that the bad things happen to you?' And then I got a letter from the Tibetan Foundation that they wanted to be helpful. And that made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Frankly speaking, this women is out of her mind... Thousands of people out there are trying to save these poor victims of natural disaster, and there she is, at the red carpet, talking bad about these victims. I don't care whether she did her part to help these victims but, even if she don't want to help them, did she have to say that? The way the Chinese treat the Tibetans has nothing to do with Szechuan Earthquake. Karma? You made everyone believe in it because when you say the word Karma, you got yours.(Condemned by the world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, even though i do agree that Sharon Stone is a bit insensitive, but the Chinese people are also a bit too sensitive. Even though what Sharon Stone said was too much, but they are overreacting. Everybody in the world are. These few days when I open up the newspaper, there would be at least a short article talking about this. Should people be focusing on some other more important news instead of this? Or is it because she's a Hollywood star? Because apparently, people don't really care about what other people say that might be even worse than what Sharon Stone said. Take a look at this video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J9Bf-lM9Oe4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J9Bf-lM9Oe4&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Non-Chinese, i'm sorry there's no translation, but basically what this girl is saying is 1000 times worse than what Sharon Stone said, but there was only one short article on a unnoticeable corner of the newspaper which reports this, why is that so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, the answer to this topic, it's obvious isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read the star bloggers' views, click &lt;a href="http://starblog.stomp.com.sg/index.php?tid=138"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-5867596386251789108?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5867596386251789108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5867596386251789108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#5867596386251789108' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-6542591832656052675</id><published>2008-05-29T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T20:44:00.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i realli want to revert back to my old self, the original me, the bad side of me... i want to go back to the days when its so carefree and i dun thk of the consequences of those things that i've done.. Fighting, smoking, drinking, sparring, finding all sorts of trouble... how do i say, i just simply miss them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childish? i dun care what ppl thk about what i wan to be, i jux want to be myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the fact is, i can't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop dreaming Weikiang.... Just be who u are now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-6542591832656052675?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/6542591832656052675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/6542591832656052675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#6542591832656052675' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-7838541677219151138</id><published>2008-05-26T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T21:43:19.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="_ctl0_lblCTopicName" class="comments_Title"&gt; Damn Shit, Guess wat STOMP Star Blog topic is about this week? SEX again... zzz, Here's the topic: The government has banned two more porn websites and added it to their list of 100 banned websites. What's your take on this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired of putting my views on sex already, i thought this week's topic would be on Sichuan donations or Doomsday which is a hot topic right now.. but... sex again... I hereby pronounce that i would not blog on topics related to sex unless it's a good one... So, i start from this topic onwards, but anyways, if you want to read the star bloggers' views, click &lt;a href="http://starblog.stomp.com.sg/index.php?tid=137"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i will give a brief update of wat's happening to me recently, nothing much interesting, jux study work and sleep, simple life. A few mid-sem tests are coming up, so need to spend some time studying(I try..). And most importantly, HOLIDAYS are coming very very soon. Thou i need to do a lot of projects within the 2 weeks, but nevertheless, i will get to sleep late and wake up late:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an enriching Shiseido Talk during my Business Etiquette lesson today, really learn a lot, my advice to TP students is that if u see this talk coming up, join it, its really good, regardless whether u are guy or a girl, u learn useful tips on taking care of urself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it, will blog again soon...&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/6599266-7838541677219151138?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/7838541677219151138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/7838541677219151138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#7838541677219151138' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-1219751621028329437</id><published>2008-05-19T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T19:14:00.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week's STOMP star blogger topic: &lt;span id="_ctl0_lblCTopicName" class="comments_Title"&gt;        If tomorrow is the end of days, the Apocalypse, goodbye Earth, what would you be doing in the next 24 hours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't understand why people like to think about this kind of things, 24 hours, it isn't very long, neither is it short. There is so much of things to do, but you would not know where to start from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zero hour - 24 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;First thing i would do is to draw out all of the money from my bank so that i can spend all i can. Next i would spend some time to bid goodbye to all my crews and managers in Mac, thank all those who guided me all the way up to my position now and do all the burgers for one last time, i would definitely miss making them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zero hour - 22 hours&lt;br /&gt;I would go to Temasek Culinary Academy, find Mr Goh and co, tell him that it is time for him to lose some weight and die slim.(Just Joking) I would also thank them for the valuable lessons that they gave me. They are fierce, but it's good, thou i won't get to use them anymore. But i would definitely tell them i hair is really very short already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zero hours - 20 hours&lt;br /&gt;I would spend all my money to book a First-class seat in A380 and fly to Dubai and book a presidential suite in the 7-star hotel there. I won't have to pay for it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zero hour - 10 hours&lt;br /&gt;I would call for room service and request them to bring me the best steak and wine that they can serve and also Martell Cordon Bleu for later use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zero hours - 6 hours&lt;br /&gt;After my meal, I would bring my phone, find the place with the best sea view on the island and enjoy the sea breeze. Reflecting on my 18 years of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zero hours - 2 hours&lt;br /&gt;I would call all my family and tell them I love them and never regretted being born into this family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zero hours - 1 hour&lt;br /&gt;I will call my past 4 loves and tell them i really did love them and although all didn't work out well, I never regretted them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zero hour - 5 mins&lt;br /&gt;I would call her and tell her that i love her, and tell her that i didn't have the courage to tell her because of (I would prefer not to say it here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apocalypse&lt;br /&gt;I would drop down on the floor and close my eyes as the Earth gets devoured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all this would not happen right? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read the star bloggers' post on this topic, click &lt;a href="http://starblog.stomp.com.sg/index.php?tid=136"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-1219751621028329437?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/1219751621028329437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/1219751621028329437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#1219751621028329437' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-7974708176917840797</id><published>2008-05-12T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T21:06:31.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all rights, this week STOMP Star Blogger topic: &lt;span id="_ctl0_lblCTopicName" class="comments_Title"&gt; The 2008 Durex sexual well-being global survey shows that people have sex, on average, 127 times a year. But Singaporeans have one of the lowest sexual frequency of 96 times -- albeit higher than Australians (60), British (55), Americans (53) and Japanese (34). What gives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not this genre of topic again" was what i thought when i first saw this topic. I seriously don't understand, what's so great about discovering the sex life of Singaporeans? It's their own privacy... who cares how many times one have sex a year? I mean, even if you know about it, what good does it does to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, its still a topic... so let's go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, i wonder how they actually count it... do anyone really count how many times they have sex a year? i believe i won't... the figure did shock me a little, i didn't thought that Singaporeans only have sex for 1.5 times a week on average, i thought that it would be at least twice a week. What shocked me even more was the figures of the other 4 countries, 34 times a year? that's like only 3 times a month!!! But i guess the cause for this in Japan is because of the culture there, males and females don't actually mingle that much as compared to Singapore, i heard that their trains are separated into males and females. Wonder if it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Singapore, though the figure is shocking, but if you give some thoughts to it, you will agree that it is partially true, considering the life of Singaporeans. Singaporeans basically spend almost half of their day working. After work, it'll be night life, clubbing, drinking, shopping, etc. By the time they reach home, everyone will be too tired. There are simply too many other activities to do other then having sex. Take for example, how many of you were watching soccer the past couple of days? Admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparing to third-world countries like Africa, why do they have so many kids despite the fact that they can't even feed themselves properly? Why do they have such a high rate of people diagnose with HIV positive? Because they simply have nothing much to do! They simply f*** all day long! What led to the rising trend of mature travellers? Because during post-WWII, people simply have nothing to do at night. Having sex was their only night activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, no matter how many times people around the world have sex a year, i hope that they all will practice safe sex, if you don't want a kid, don't want HIV, please use condoms!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read the star bloggers post on this topic, click &lt;a href="http://starblog.stomp.com.sg/index.php?tid=135"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember my dear readers, if you have any topic you want me to write about, just tag the topic on my blog, i will write it asap. Cheers:D&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/6599266-7974708176917840797?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/7974708176917840797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/7974708176917840797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#7974708176917840797' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-4126262027002278264</id><published>2008-05-05T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T21:34:52.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey all, i can't do the star blog posting today, cox its a video blog... but aniwaes i will do some normal blogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school had been fine, just that monday have to wear full business suit and go to the boring business etiquette lesson which last 3 hours, tuesday have to go for Service Skills Methodology. Tml would be the third lesson, 1st lesson was ok... just that since its a boot camp, tekan-ing is unavoidable. Last week was quite fun, jux that holding the plates hurts a bit. and i'm proud to say that all the guys in my tutorial group were able to carry the 9 bricks on tray. but the record is 12 bricks by a girl... wanted to try it out but they didnt have enough bricks, so... forget it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work had been running more smoothly now, very very busy, but its challenging for me=D my shift management skills has improved quite a lot, but there is still a lot more to go. I still can't handle the shift on weekend mornings with too little crews. Labour day breakfast sales broke the record of my store on public holidays and weekends since i have been promoted to manager (i think so, CNY may be even more). aniwaes, the sales was 5k.. it could have been more if i had more crews and didn't have to stop my delivery orders. bt nevertheless it was great... SUNP store broke their stores record making a sales of more than 6k!!! that's great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... that should be all le bah.. nthg much to blog already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oya... my classmates are rather ok... but most of them have their own group of friends already, so... im reverted back to being a loner again..=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-4126262027002278264?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/4126262027002278264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/4126262027002278264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#4126262027002278264' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-9109295009562937950</id><published>2008-04-28T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T21:44:54.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week stomp star blogger topic: &lt;span id="_ctl0_lblCTopicName" class="comments_Title"&gt;        What will happen to your life if there is no internet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this topic is ironic, if there is no internet, would i even be here typing this post, or would you be here reading my post? Human had gone pass the time of writing letters to people and mail it. Life without internet would be a disaster for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, internet is not a crucial part of my life, but, nevertheless it's important. I basically use the internet to research for information, read news, and most importantly, keep in touch with my long-lost friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that kind of person who chats online all day long, you'll see me online, but, all my friends know that it can take up to 2 -3 hours before i reply them. I go online just for the sake of it. But, online MOVIES is an important part of my life. I love watching movies, videos, manga and anime online. Without these, I can say bye bye to them and I would be staring into blank space everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without internet, I wouldn't know how i can get my notes printed, maybe life without internet would meant that I have to spend like 50 bucks to buy textbooks for my modules, and i take around 8 modules per semester, that's 400 bucks per semester!!!! And of course, my phone bills would shoot up as i have no other alternatives to contact my friends other than calling or messaging them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe up to 50% of people in the world can't live life without internet, business operations would be disrupted. So, let's hope that technology would continue improving and internet speed would be faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read the star bloggers post, click &lt;a href="http://starblog.stomp.com.sg/index.php?tid=133"&gt;here&lt;/a&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/6599266-9109295009562937950?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/9109295009562937950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/9109295009562937950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#9109295009562937950' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-3627491123192856668</id><published>2008-04-21T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T20:54:20.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week stomp star blogger topic: &lt;span id="_ctl0_lblCTopicName" class="comments_Title"&gt;        Bad habits - and how I conquered or succumbed  to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking.. i have dozens of bad habits but i'll only name a few. Listing all of them will take me forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laziness - this is a bad habit that i had since i was young, i'm super duper lazy. I like to laze around at home, doing nothing, not arranging my stuffs, not doing homework. Basically, you name it, i have it. but i've been trying to conquer this bad habit and some little results have shown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping late -  i have this bad habit of sleep only after 1am ever since my o'levels ended, and only when i am really very tired will i sleep early. i don't know why i took up this habit, but i've already succumbed to it as my biological clock has already been set to this timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasting electricity - i will consider this a bad habit because my mother nags at me saying that i always turn on electrical appliances when i'm not using it. for example, i can be here blogging for 30 minutes but my television is on and i'm not watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, my first bad habit has kicked up again and i'm lazy to blog any further. so, till next week then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read the star bloggers post on this topic, click &lt;a href="http://starblog.stomp.com.sg/index.php?tid=132"&gt;here&lt;/a&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/6599266-3627491123192856668?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/3627491123192856668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/3627491123192856668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#3627491123192856668' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-2926376377661663863</id><published>2008-04-21T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T20:43:13.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1stly i wanna say sorry not doing the stomp blog post for 2 weeks, i was simply lazy... but i will try my best to post it every week starting from today, after this post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes holidays had ended... school started... my timetable WAS bad... but after i changed my CDS, i got thursday off... so i dun have to go to school every thursday=D but the other days are so damn packed... nvm... i rather have it packed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sem i got this module which terrors all HTM and LRM students... service skills methodology... heard that past few years... a lot of seniors cried during the lesson... basically its a lesson where you learn practical skills for F&amp;amp;B industry... more of fine-dining i guess... hopefully my 3 years experience in service industry and 3 days experience as a banquet waiter will do me good... try my very best to apply the skills i've learnt in these jobs to make my days in SSM better... alrights... next... stomp post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-2926376377661663863?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2926376377661663863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2926376377661663863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#2926376377661663863' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-3365669421364633315</id><published>2008-03-31T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T23:00:48.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week's STOMP star blog topic: &lt;span id="_ctl0_lblCTopicName" class="comments_Title"&gt;        What was your most extreme moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a rather funny topic, one can never get enough of something. Agree? So when you think you have reach the most 'extreme' in something, you nv know when you will exceed it and get an even more extreme sensation. But, let's forget that and talk about some 'extreme' moments ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody have dozens of extreme moments, extremely happy, extremely high, extremely sad, and a lot more... I'll just talk about a couple of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extremely relieved..&lt;br /&gt;I can't find a better word to explain the feeling i had, I felt relieved, felt that nothing worries me, felt that i'm out of this world, just let go of everything. It happen when i was in Secondary 3, Outward Bound Singapore, maybe to many its not extreme but it is to me. It was when i did 'Jetty Jump" there. The feeling was great. This distance jump is around 10m, quite short, but enough. For that split second, i felt i have no burden no worries no nothing, just like jumping down from a flat and commit suicide, i felt free of everything. My next target for extreme relieve, parachuting in Aust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extreme happiness(Up till now only)&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of 'extreme' happiness moments for everyone, but maybe this one was the best for me, it was when i got back my o'levels results, it wasn't the best but was out of my expectations. i couldn't believe i would score 5 distinctions, and get the result of L1R4 - 8 and L1R5- 10. Never expected that, i still bet with my friend before getting the results that if i get 5 distinctions i will treat him a meal.(Talking about that, i still have not treated him) I was shocked that i actually got that results, the person who always jokes around, sleeps in class, doesn't do homework could actually get that kind of results, it was terrific. I didn't know what expressions to put on my face, but deep down inside, i'm happy, extremely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read the star bloggers' post on this topic, click &lt;a href="http://starblog.stomp.com.sg/index.php?tid=129"&gt;here&lt;/a&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/6599266-3365669421364633315?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/3365669421364633315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/3365669421364633315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#3365669421364633315' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-1614653165067280618</id><published>2008-03-24T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T23:06:23.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week's STOMP star blog topic: My Spooky Encounters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, i have not encountered many spooky incidents in my life. Good for me maybe? Who wants to encounter such things anyway? I've heard of many spooky encounters from others, which may be true or made up but I myself would not make it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only encounter a ghostly spooky incident once, when i was young, i don't really remember how old was I that time but images of the incident still remains very clear in my mind. This would be a short one so forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was staying in Yishun then, in a HDB block which i won't say. Its a top-floor 3-room flat so i had to sleep in the same room as my brother. This incident happened one night in my room, around midnight. Both me and my brother were fast asleep when i suddenly feel someone shaking my body, the way i shake my mother to wake her up. "He" was calling out my name, so i thought it was my dad. But when i opened my eyes, i was in a slighty different room. Everything was still the same but my curtains and cupboard changed. It was then when i realised, there ain't only 'him', there are many of 'them'. All of them looked like China workers, and to be specific, there were five of them, 2 of them were sitting on the edge of the curtains, one was sitting on my study table and one was standing beside the one who was waking me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stunned, i stared at them for a few seconds and closed my eyes, hoping that they would go away. When I open my eyes, "He" started shaking my body again, i got back my senses and managed to push his hands away. Like every kid, i got up and ran to my parents' room to wake my mother up. " Mama Mama, wo de fang jian you gui!"(Mama Mama, my room got ghost), was what i told my mother. My mother got up and accompanied me back to my room and everything was back to normal, the my curtains were there and the cupboard was still the same as it was when i went to sleep. Nevertheless, my mother tried to calm me down for half an hour before i finally went back to sleep. But, ever since then, i never saw the "China guys" again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another spooky but non-ghostly incident that happened a couple of years back, at the 'balcony' of a particular shopping mall in Singapore. When i went to the balcony, i saw an altar set up at the corner and there was a newly-lit joss stick. Something attracted me to walk closer to the joss stick and i was staring at it.Suddenly I felt like i was hypnotized and sat down somewhere near. My eyes closed on its own and my legs was shaking very quickly. My body also started to move up and down and everything went out. After sometime, i wonder how long, my friends woke me up and asked me what i was doing, I asked them the same question and they told me i was shaking up and down and I did not answer to what they say until they shake me. I was spooked out but until now, i do not know what had happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read the star bloggers' post, click &lt;a href="http://starblog.stomp.com.sg/index.php?tid=128"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-1614653165067280618?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/1614653165067280618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/1614653165067280618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#1614653165067280618' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-5593925586351909263</id><published>2008-03-17T13:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T14:07:01.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week STOMP Star Blog topic: The turning point(s) in my life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turning point(s)... many would say that there are a lot of turning points in life... but for me, i would say that every move, every action and every decision that one make is the turning point of life, the only difference is whether the turning point is a major one or a minor one. Let's say for example, life is a route and you're walking on the road. now you have two choices, to eat or to bath. take that you chose to eat, you have forgo the choice to bath and turn to the path of eating. This would be a turning point. what would have happen if you chose to bath instead, would you're life be different from what it is now? Since you chose to eat, your life have changed and become different compared to if you had chosen to bath. Get my point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright back to my life, as i've said that there are countless turning points in life, i would never finish writing them down, so i'll just talk about three major turning points in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, Primary 5, i was chosen by the school to become the first(and worst) Vice-Head Prefect of the school. This was the first leadership position i took up in life. I learnt many things, i learn how to lead my group of prefects to maintain discipline in school, i learn to obey to superiors,  and carry out their instructions. This is a major turning point in my life, it made me know how to be a leader and how to lead others properly. it had helped me tremendously throughout my life till now when i took up the various leadership roles, long-term or short-term. I AM A LEADER, NOT A FOLLOWER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second turning point of my life, its is when i stepped into the 'real' world, the working society. i started working at McDonald's. To many who had worked there, you may think that working there is the most shameful part of your life. But to me, it is a great experience, a good eye-opener. I saw the facts of life, i saw the ugliness of human heart, i saw the backstabbing and sabotage that i only see on tv, i saw the need to work hard, i saw many many things... it was then when i realise that i want to be in the service industry, even though i hate facing customers and serving them, it really satisfies me when i see the customer that i had serve smiles at my great service and thank me. It changed my life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third turning point or rather "pointS" that i'm gonna talk about the love. Every single time i start to like someone, start to fall in love with her, leave and forget her, changes my views and understanding of love. Each time, i learn something new, which change the action that i would take the next time i love someone. The last 'love' i had changed my life drastically, i really learn a lot of things, i won't name them here due to personal reasons but i sincerely thank her for letting me learn so much things. i believe, every one would agree that love changes one's life isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning points are unavoidable in life, it is something that is almost impossible to control, but, what we can do is to affect the effects of turning point, whether you can turn again out of a bad turning point in life or whether you can adapt quickly to a good turning point in life, it all depends on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read the star blogger's blog on this topic, click &lt;a href="http://starblog.stomp.com.sg/index.php?tid=127"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-5593925586351909263?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5593925586351909263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5593925586351909263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#5593925586351909263' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-943264142924808021</id><published>2008-03-16T02:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T03:03:43.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all right... i noe its not monday, but since my friend asked me to, i'll be blogging on this topic: accidents because of reckless taxi drivers that cause the loss of innocent lives. i'll change the topic to reckless drivers instead of just taxi drivers because other than taxi drivers, there are a large number of other reckless drivers on the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/R9wX-C46uuI/AAAAAAAAABE/kBH964eEVQY/s1600-h/getFullSizePhoto.do.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/R9wX-C46uuI/AAAAAAAAABE/kBH964eEVQY/s320/getFullSizePhoto.do.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178040026264156898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/R9wX-S46uvI/AAAAAAAAABM/bQsM1PNpPzE/s1600-h/getMediumSizePhoto.do.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/R9wX-S46uvI/AAAAAAAAABM/bQsM1PNpPzE/s320/getMediumSizePhoto.do.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178040030559124210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos from www.stomp.com.sg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, there is a great increase in number of road accidents in singapore, in which most are caused by reckless driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A large proportion of reckless drivers are those f***ing taxi driver, taxi drivers nowadays are getting more and more inconsiderate and reckless. Yes, i can understand you all are earning a living, you may say that you have a few mouths at home waiting for you to feed, but, in order to feed these mouths and keep them living, you do not have to put other lives at risk. Aren't theirs also lives? Taxi drivers are ignoring rules and regulations of roads, driving at high speeds, cutting into lanes without signaling and turning curbs while accelerating very quickly, not looking at the incoming vehicles. i still remember last year  i was taking a cab home from town at around 2am, the cab was going at 120km/h on expressway. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;120km/h&lt;/span&gt;!!!! its 30km/h above the speed that they should be driving.. sometimes i really wonder, how they get their license. you not only put your live at stake, you also put the passengers and fellow drivers' live at stake. and you are a cab, not a Ferrari. even considerate Ferrari drivers don't drive at this speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not just taxi drivers, with more and more young drivers getting their licenses, there are more and more reckless driver, driving like nobody's business. at least two or three accidents are occurs in Singapore each day, and of which, at least one of them is caused by reckless driving. young drivers, being at the peak of their life, love thrills and hence they drive at high speed, ignore road rules, turn without signaling and dash across red lights, one after another. if you go and read the posts on www.stomp.com.sg, you'll see at least one accident posted up every three to four days. and those are only some of the accidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here, i urge all drivers on the road, please, please, please drive carefully, don't cause the death of other people. Other people have a family to feed, can you imagine, the sole breadwinner of the family dies because of your reckless driving, and the people in the family, working to like hell only to make ends meet? so what if you are caught, fine and jailed? can you make the person revive? NO, you can't! what's the point of regretting only after you did it? don't do it in the first place. so please drive carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also hope that TP can do more patrolling to decrease the number of reckless drivers on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;DRIVE CAREFULLY PEOPLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-943264142924808021?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/943264142924808021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/943264142924808021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#943264142924808021' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/R9wX-C46uuI/AAAAAAAAABE/kBH964eEVQY/s72-c/getFullSizePhoto.do.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-4661934706680210217</id><published>2008-03-12T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T22:50:01.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all ritx... been some time since i last did a 'proper' post rit? all rit... i'll do one for the sake of doing it... whr shld i start.. hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays nw... instead of going overseas and relax, etc... im working almost everyday... practically a no life person... very day work slp play a bit of game... nthg else.... life's boring... it always is... i've said it umpteen times right? or maybe for me onli... went out ytd.... cut hair... den went frewn hse rot..... den went town wif ah wei wait 4 tuan an finish work n watch Rule # 1 with them and ah wei frewn... came back to khatib on ah wei frewn car... damn power... blasting music.... hw i wish i had a car.... nxt aim.. nt bikes animore... CARS:D but maybe mux wait very long bah.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gt back results today... all Bs and one C+, s'pore law... din expect to score well... haha...rotted at home again todae... did nthg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is always boring.... no spice no nthg.... bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-4661934706680210217?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/4661934706680210217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/4661934706680210217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#4661934706680210217' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-5829625612110256661</id><published>2008-03-10T15:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T15:57:34.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week's star blogger topic:              &lt;span id="_ctl0_lblCTopicName" class="comments_Title"&gt; What is your reaction to the NUS survey which showed that 64 per cent of its undergrads have sex at least once a week. Also, hostels and toilets were the preferred places for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't been reading any news lately cox i was working night shifts... so i dunno that there was this survey results on the news... but... what is the big deal if only 64% of undergrads have sex at least once a week? come on, we are in an free and open society, 21st century, times have changed, people also changed, everything has changed, but how come the mindset of people hasn't change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anybody remembers the movie series American Pie screened a few years back? its shows exactly what the undergrads are doing in university. they are in their last years when they can enjoy themselves before stepping into the working society and with their raging hormones, what is so surprising?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hostels and toilets are the most preferred places? alright, can anyone tell me, where else can they do their "workout" at? lecture halls? canteen? or along the corridors in the campus? oh please, in universities, there are people who stays in hostels and people who don't. For people who stays in hostels, they would of course choose to have sex on beds in their hostels, its much more comfortable isn't it? But, for people who don't, one, they can spend some money and find a hotel to do it... two they can just find a toilet cubicle and get it over and done with... if it was you, which one would u choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, nevertheless, there's one very important point i want to state, SAFE SEX! i don't give a d*** how much sex you have a week and where you have it. i am concerned that whether you are having safe sex or not. is it very difficult to simply wear a condom before you do your business? yes, people complain that the 'feel' is different? but, ever thought of the consequences? want to be tied down by a baby or a disease? of course not right? you're in your prime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen a few around me who are only around 16 and 17 years old, and they are already married and with child. also, i have a friend who works in a polyclinic saying that she was shocked when a 14 year old girl came up to her to register for pregnancy check up. and do anyone remember, some time back, there was a news report saying that a 9 year old China girl being pregnant? you may say, when you are pregnant, just go for abortion. but girls, have you ever thought of the pain, both physically and emotionally? imagine, the doctor has to vacuum out the foetus after expanding your vagina. after vacuuming out the larger particles, they also have to put in a tool to scrape the walls of the uterus to make sure everything is out. sounds painful? it's not worth to go thru all this for one time enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STDs, Sexually Transmitted Diseases. this is another painful consequence of unsafe sex. i don't think i would have to go into details of the various types and consequences of STDs. most or i can say all of you would have studied about them in your secondary school science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to sum it up, it ain't surprising for only 64% of NUS undergrads to have sex at least once a week, as long as they practice safe sex, no one would bother how many times they do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to read the star bloggers views on this topic, click &lt;a href="http://starblog.stomp.com.sg/index.php?tid=126"&gt;here&lt;/a&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/6599266-5829625612110256661?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5829625612110256661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5829625612110256661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#5829625612110256661' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-902672204310441369</id><published>2008-03-03T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T23:02:04.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this weeks's STOMP star blogger topic:  I love myself because.... I hate myself because....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this topic sets me to reflect on myself.. reflecting on my whole life, reflecting on what i've done... reflecting on what happens with my actions... basically, reflecting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its' not easy to start talking about this kind of topic for me, partially because its quite personal but mainly due to my poor english skills... but nevertheless, i'll try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving... it's hard to define love, everybody interprets this word differently and its never easy to explain love in words... but loving myself... reminds me of one of my course modules, Organisational Behaviour, how much you love yourself reflects on how much self-esteem you have... i don't deny the fact that i have flaws, but to me, self-esteem is very important, how would you believe other people when you don't even believe yourself? i love myself, i love myself for a number of things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i love myself as i am able to stay happy most of the time. being happy is very important, its part of one's social skills, not many people would want to be friends or work with people who pulls a long face all day, facing that kind of people makes one feel unhappy also... maybe i won't use the word happy, cheerful would be a better way of saying it... i try my best to stay cheerful no matter what happens... its one of the skills i acquired as i grow... i always believe in the phrase: always look on the bright side of life... i do get emo at times, but, it won't last long, i always overcome it quickly, its one of my principles of life, what's the point of living sadly and unhappily when you can stay happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, i love myself because i am able to lead well, i may not be a good leader, but i try my very best to be one.... in school, i usually take up the position of leading and bringing my group together and get the job done... in work, i lead my team of crews to provide the best and fastest service to all my customers, leading ain't wasy, but i'm glad i can manage it well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also do love myself for being able to reflect on my life well... i always spend some time to reflect on the past few days of my life, what i've done right, what i've done wrong.... but... this is also one thing i hate about myself... i always reflect on my life, think of an action plan to make my life better... but, i rarely achieve the goals or even use that action plan... i hate myself for not be persistent in doing things, i frequently give up after sometime... but again, i try my very best to overcome this flaw of mine by constantly reminding myself to be persistent and never to give up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing i hate about myself is my health... thou i do not fall sick easily, but i always have this health problem... eczema or basically dry skin... i have very dry and sensitive skin... all over my body.... i went to a lot of doctors but i never did fully recover from it... having dry skin made me scratch all the time, creating ugly patches of scar all over me... i hate that... i hate myself for having so many uneven red patches due to my sensitive skin... but, i do hope i can one day recover from in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing i hate about myself is that i do not have good social skills... i do not have many friends... or more specifically, close friends... i envy people who have friends whom they can talk to, whom they can always turn to.. i don't... maybe its because i don't really have someone whom i can totally trust, its not their fault, it's mine, i can't fully trust someone because i believe that what people are thinking is unpredictable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there much more things that i love and hate about myself... but.. the above basically, more or less sums it up... but... i do hope that me and everybody else in the world will stop hating him/herself one day... it ain't easy... but we can all try... cheers to all=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to read what the star bloggers had write about this topic, click &lt;a href="http://starblog.stomp.com.sg/index.php?tid=125"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-902672204310441369?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/902672204310441369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/902672204310441369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#902672204310441369' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-3954032857942022463</id><published>2008-02-25T23:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T13:06:17.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all right... this weeks STOMP star blog topic: &lt;span id="_ctl0_lblCTopicName" class="comments_Title"&gt; Bad Boy Edison Chen succumbs to public pressure and says he's quitting the HK scene. What is your take on the whole sordid affair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking, on this incident, i would not put the blame on just Edison himself, i put the blame to the ladies involved, the 'KIRA', the reporters, the repairman and basically, the whole society. I wouldn't say Edison was wrong, I would basically say that he's plain STUPID. there are already so many cases of people releasing stolen sex videos and pictures of celebrities and yet, not only does he takes the pictures, he also upload them on a personal laptop and send it for repair, thking that the repairman would be a guy with integrity. i dun deny the fact that the repairman might have integrity but who in the hell wouldn't peek into a celebrity's laptop if he/she have it on hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ladies can't really put all the blame on Edison because he is a victim of the incident also. they were willing parties, I dun thk Edison forced anyone to take those photos, did he? So, when u agreed to take those photos, u r taking the risk of having it released to the public. Therefore, stop acting like u r a bl**dy innocent girl (G.C.) and say to the public that you were silly and stupid at the point of time that the pictures were taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for KIRA, hey man/woman, all human have their own rights okay? wat's wrong with someone who takes the picture for his own pleasures? its their own business dude. i bet you won't want someone to post up a video of u having sex all around the world(thou i wonder if anybody wants to see it...) one suggestion for KIRA, go and buy the DVD for singapore film, I Not Stupid, be like Terry and say "its none of my f***ing business" okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the society, can you all stop complaining and discriminating Edison because if there is no demand, there will not be supply. i won't stop you all from looking at the pictures, but, just STFU after you look at them. u had your pleasure, the ladies had theirs and Edison had his. so close the case, end of story for you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i dunno why they say that Edison is succumbing to public pressure and quits the HK scene. the public only wants Edison to face the fact that he's little brother was shown to the world and make some explanations. NOBODY ever forced him to quit the HK scene. He left at his own accord, he wanted to take a break, have a kit-kat and take some time to 'heal' himself. public did not pressurize him to quit, and moreover, he did not say he will quit, he just said that he would leave the Hong Kong entertainment industry with no time frame. which means he may say that he leaves the industry today and comes back tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, for now, let's just let the matter rest and dun thk abt it animore....enjoy the following clip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object id="ssss" height="280" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://vhead.blog.sina.com.cn/player/outer_player.swf?auto=0&amp;amp;vid=11403295&amp;amp;uid=1258760847type=" name="ssss" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="280" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&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/6599266-3954032857942022463?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/3954032857942022463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/3954032857942022463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#3954032857942022463' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-2907852093950139301</id><published>2008-02-18T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T21:51:01.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>STOMP star blog's topic for this week: Is it justifiable for people to poke fun at Singaporeans' silly and mawkish behaviour over the death of Ah Meng the Orang Utan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, this is the first time i'm trying this thing, so, i'll try my best. Firstly, as all of you know, Ah Meng, the tourism icon in the zoo, the 48-year old primate passed away suddenly in the zoo on the second day of CNY. She was the most famous animal that was found in Singapore Zoological Gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, i don't understand what is there to make fun of Singaporeans' behaviour over the death of Ah Meng. Ah Meng was respected by almost all Singaporeans, i dare say, more than 90% of Singaporeans know who is Ah Meng. What was funny about someone who mourns over the death of an animal whom he/she loves. 4000 people at Ah Meng's funeral only meant that there were 4000 people who loved Ah Meng and i believe that there were more who wants to attend the funeral but couldn't make it. I do agree that there were some who went there just to join in the fun. But, definitely there were people who went there for the real reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do agree that Ah Meng was just an primate and 4000 people attending an animal's funeral a bit unusual, but, if any of you remember, when ex-Indonesian President Suharto passed away, tens of thousand of people mourned, he wasn't a good president, and he also caused the death of so thousands and thousands of people, yet so many people mourned. SO WHAT"S WRONG WITH ONLY 4000 PEOPLE ATTENDING THE FUNERAL OF AN ORANG UTAN WHO HAD BROUGHT BEEN AN ICON OF THE ZOO AND CONTRIBUTED TO THE COUNTRY'S ECONOMY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i think that people who poke fun of the case needs to start their moral education all over again. You may think that mourning for an animal is stupid but, can you tell me what''s wrong with it? I once read a story(i forgot where and the exact details) which was about a young kid who actually buried a beetle which he caught and made a tombstone for him. Even a kid knows how mourn for a beetle, why shouldn't people mourn for an animal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For people who watch Hong Kong mafia movies, i believe u all have seen thousands of people attending the funeral despite the fact that they might be arrested. Its just because they respect the person. Thou you may say that how can i compare an orang utan with human. But, that's not my point. My point here is that there is nothing wrong with someone mourning for a thing that he/she love and respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope that everyone would respect what others are doing as long as it wasn't against the law. Lastly, R.I.P. Ah Meng.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-2907852093950139301?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2907852093950139301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2907852093950139301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#2907852093950139301' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-1026492439606424533</id><published>2008-02-13T23:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T00:02:01.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/R7MPb-Xu6QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2KKSxeSR7_k/s1600-h/img027.jpg+edited.jpg"&gt;btw... i got a very nice vday present from my school... it is as follows....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/R7MPb-Xu6QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2KKSxeSR7_k/s1600-h/img027.jpg+edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/R7MPb-Xu6QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2KKSxeSR7_k/s320/img027.jpg+edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166490170797517058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to end off... a funny vday joke of the day... my new idol oso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah beng: eh.. what you want for valentines' day?&lt;br /&gt;ah lian: I want a dozen roses, a diamong ring, a box of expensive chocolates and a candle light dinner at a 5 star hotel..&lt;br /&gt;ah beng : oh..&lt;br /&gt;ah lian: you leh.. what do you want for valentines' day..&lt;br /&gt;ah beng; hopefully a new girlfriend..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-1026492439606424533?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/1026492439606424533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/1026492439606424533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#1026492439606424533' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/R7MPb-Xu6QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2KKSxeSR7_k/s72-c/img027.jpg+edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-7796863442129639311</id><published>2008-02-13T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T22:22:01.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys...(n gals)... i told that there was such a thg as stomp blog 2dae when i asked my classmate abt a gal in his cds class.. suprisingly, this gal who happens to live in wlds n study in tp n takes bus wif mi almost every morning is a STOMP! star blogger.... surprised me... moreover... she's a getai singer.... hence this probed me to reading this stomp blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been reading it for the past 2-3 hrs... n i realised... their 'blogs' are much more interesting... rather than wat most ppl(including me) are writing in their blog abt their daily routines and happenings in their life.... they blog on a topic that wats given to them...thou i feel that its quite pressurizing for them cox they dun realli have much freedom on wat they blog... it also seem to be quite fun.... so... starting from nxt week... i will try my best to write abt the topic given to them (i wanted to write on this week's but i couldnt thk of anythg)... and of course... topic given by u all is also welcomed:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-7796863442129639311?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/7796863442129639311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/7796863442129639311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#7796863442129639311' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-7672407272066247699</id><published>2008-02-12T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T00:23:54.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry ppl... have nt been blogging for very long time... super tired... slping very little dis few daes.. can u all believe that a chinese guy works everydae from cny eve till the 4th day of cny... at least 8hrs a day... slping arnd 3 hrs a day onli... if u dun believe... im one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm... earned 300+ dis budden lost quite a lot in gambling... sighx... nvm.. still gt ang pows!!! wakaka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes... summarizing... dis few weeks was rushing projects, presentations n work... den after this... exams coming up.... hope to get gpa 3 dis time...  dun aim high.. 3 is enuf for mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that will be yr 2... change of classes... dunno will miss this class or nt... cox to mi.. i cant get along aniwhr.... maybe at mac onli.... sighx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toking abt mac... i guess i getting more in love with this job... haha... i actually tot of quitting sch n work full time in mac... bt i thk i'll get at least a diploma....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okx... nthg much le la... bye all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-7672407272066247699?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/7672407272066247699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/7672407272066247699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#7672407272066247699' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-239934964336334936</id><published>2008-01-25T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T14:12:37.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i still rmb... when i 1st went for interview at mac... my restaurant manager that time told me: "if i hire u, are you sure u can cope the job with ur studies? i dun wan u to quit one day and tell me that u cant cope with ur studies." i proud to say that, i've been working for 2 1/2 years since then.... and im glad i am able to cope the job with my studies:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-239934964336334936?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/239934964336334936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/239934964336334936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#239934964336334936' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-2093693528676663420</id><published>2008-01-09T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T00:31:04.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alrightx, im back to post.. finally..&lt;br /&gt;school has started... but everything is in a mess again... super tired in just 7 days after school started.... wed was still ok... but thurs... did projects.... slept at 3am... woke up 630am... den went to school(friday)... lessons... den project meetings... went home... did a bit of projects... work at 1730h.... power failure in store at 8pm.... goods jux nice came.... den had to restore the power... stop mds orders.. den power resume.... nd to stack the goods alone.. den crowd came in... need to serve... oso need to resume mds orders... fucking lots of things to do... went home at 3am... 4am slp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday... suppose to be a good day for most ppl... bt i slept at 5am previous... woke up at 9am... went for work..... power failure again.... twice somemore.. tmd... in the end 10pm den went hm... rest a while.. watch tv till 1am.... slp at 2am.... woke up on sunday at 730am... work at 9am... work till 6pm.. go hm do projects.... blah blah blah... in other words... my weekend was burnt and till now i still lack of slp... after dis post shall go n slp den 6am wake up do project again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been blog hopping jux nw.. realised a lot of sec 4 ppl wants to get out of the sec sch asap... n they wan to go to poly.... the reason? cox they wanna wear home clothes... to all sec 4 ppl... enjoy ur sec life now... cox u cant turn back animore... u thk wearing home clothes to sch is good? after one month you will not noe wat clothes u can wear to school... everyday need to thk wat to wear.... projects will burn ur holidays n weekends away... so... enjoy while you can.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... get some slp 1st.... au revoir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-2093693528676663420?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2093693528676663420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2093693528676663420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#2093693528676663420' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-8436135830507103995</id><published>2008-01-01T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T17:05:33.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first post on the brand new year... i guess it is this time of the day when everybody writes their reflections of the year that past and resolutions for the new year... but i guess... i wun be one of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno... cox i guess... i've just wasted another year.... a lot of things seems to happen... but to me... nothing much changes... the same things goes thru everyday... n im still trying hard to completely forget wat had happened in 2006.... bt maybe... i nv can... its fine... i can manage it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. i wun be writing anything everybody is writing... like i said last year.... i put a full stop in the words i reflected on the past 16 years... the nxt time i will be writing might be 16 years later.... now.. one year has passed... so that leaves me 15 years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year ppl...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-8436135830507103995?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/8436135830507103995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/8436135830507103995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#8436135830507103995' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-1473759781454577161</id><published>2007-12-17T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T15:53:56.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jux nw went to cwp... got a shock of my life... i saw esther... n she looked pregnant....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i msg her fwen, den her fwen said dat she was married n pregnant... omg... its... s***g*n sia.. sigh... half a year ago.. she still said to me she wanted to study hard n go for o lvls nxt year... nw... haha.. nvm... ren ge you zhi...i give my blessings to her, hope all i well for her and that she gives birth to a beautiful baby:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-1473759781454577161?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/1473759781454577161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/1473759781454577161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#1473759781454577161' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-4664093836913129526</id><published>2007-12-17T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T01:12:49.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey ppl, sorx for not updating for a long time, been quite busy wif work n school, but now, im proud to say that my holidays officially start on 11 dec 2pm after my last mid-sem paper!!! wakaka, it also happened to be my birthday=) so sad ritx... birthday still got test... haha....&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes, firstly i would like to thank all those who wished me happy birthday. THANK YOU! next, i would like to thank sean, jian wei, pyunn, miao hong n michelle for celebrating me n jruth's bdae. thank you beri much, thks 4 the present oso... its my 1st present in many years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dat dae after test, went to get myself a birthday present using my own hard-earned money... so sad again.... and hence, im proud to present the birthday present i bought....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(roll drums)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(roll drums)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(roll drums)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/R2VY08BDLCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1G5IoILpDZ0/s1600-h/PSP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/R2VY08BDLCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1G5IoILpDZ0/s320/PSP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144615815827631138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wakakaka=D i bought my psp slim!!! hahaha so happy, spend me quite a sum thou, cox prices were raised due to christmas... but im satisfied:D did not exceed my budget!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after dat, went shopping wif the rest n dinner, den lastly watched enchanted... good show, thou me n jruth both wanted to watch tattooist .. nvm... watch online... haha... den after dat rushed for the train... den went home lor... nthg much le:D thks again all:D haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly.. some pictures...its been long since i did photo blogging... but here its is:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/R2VbEMBDLDI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EWppvsPUYUg/s1600-h/Picture010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/R2VbEMBDLDI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EWppvsPUYUg/s320/Picture010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144618276843891762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/R2VbEcBDLEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/JpmPgJApYtE/s1600-h/Picture014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/R2VbEcBDLEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/JpmPgJApYtE/s320/Picture014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144618281138859074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the birthday gal's face was cut before the cake was.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/R2VbEsBDLFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/dvMjmvPorro/s1600-h/Picture031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/R2VbEsBDLFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/dvMjmvPorro/s320/Picture031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144618285433826386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;two birthday ppl cutting cakes:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/R2VbEsBDLGI/AAAAAAAAAA0/6jUpzbwzHNA/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/R2VbEsBDLGI/AAAAAAAAAA0/6jUpzbwzHNA/s320/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144618285433826402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wat's next?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-4664093836913129526?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/4664093836913129526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/4664093836913129526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#4664093836913129526' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_H1NKR2XexdQ/R2VY08BDLCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1G5IoILpDZ0/s72-c/PSP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-2336060683987487052</id><published>2007-11-30T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T23:39:36.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish i could say this to you... but.... nvm...&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes i would say it here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;happy birthday monkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;joyeux anniversaire crabmeat girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Shen Ri Quai Le Qing Ting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;i guess... this year i cant celebrate bdae with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;yet... i still wish you a happy bdae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;and i guess my bdae wish last year in front of the bdae cake you bought wun come true this year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;but... its ok... =)&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/6599266-2336060683987487052?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2336060683987487052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2336060683987487052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#2336060683987487052' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-942138663635435601</id><published>2007-11-24T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T20:32:53.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back... after some days... life is slowly getting back on track since the disruption from my grandfather's death....it was a really hectic week.... together wif my promotion in mac.. damned... wat a hell of a week... aniwaes... life's fine now... after some down periods....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sent my mp3 for repairs.. again... hope wont have to go again... realli disappointed lor... spent 400 bucks for it n its givng me so many ****ing problems... sighx....&lt;br /&gt;went for blood donation on thurs... its was fine.. didnt affect me much.... budden u all should c the need... it was so damn big lor.... but surprisingly, it didnt hurt.... dats good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regarding the last post... i was jux blogging it cox i was emo or wat... jux had the urge.... i was glad i said those thou.... cox i had said wat i truly tot n im glad i posted it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love life...i dunno... jux dun feel like looking for a gal... wooin one... and going thru this process again... when its time to let go.. jux let go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alritx... no more emo stuffs... im now pinned down with school work n work... sighx.... oh ya.. im thking of buying a psp... offers anione? kk thats all folks... au revoir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-942138663635435601?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/942138663635435601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/942138663635435601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#942138663635435601' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-1255234563038564181</id><published>2007-11-18T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T01:30:54.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sighx... im realli tired... tired of everythg... tired of work... tired of school.. tired of games... tired of watching tv... tired of sleeping... tired of using my computer... tired of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish i could jux slp forever... close my eyes... sleep... and never wake up again... once i close my eyes... i will see the various coffins i saw... going into the cremation chamber... all around me crying.... so many coffins... and i will picture myself... inside a similar coffin... going into the cremation chamber... and say goodbye... goodbye to everything... goodbye to earth... i dunno... there's just this contradiction within me... i dunno wat to do... i always try to be happy... but i nv did.... i always try to laugh.. joke around... in school... at work... at home... but... everytime at night... i will ask myself... was i happy today? the answer will always be the same... no... i nv was... ever since i started to truly know how to think... i nv was realli happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wake up everyday... telling myself... im going to be a different person... a better guy... someone whom i really want myself to be... someone whom i think is who i truly am...  but... things always doesnt turn out the way u want to be... i always end up being who is was yesterday... who i dislike... who i dun wan to be... who i wanna kill... i want to be a different guy... someone who thinks properly... someone who is organized... someone who plans for everything... someone who isnt lazy... someone who is good... someone who is tidy... and someone who is healthy... but.. everytime i try to be it... i fail.. yes... i've told people... be who u truly are and not wat ppl want u to be... but... the problem here is... i dun even know my true self... im jux passing everyday... hoping that things will turn out better tomorrow... hoping that i am who i truly am... but im always not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realli want to quit all the bad habits i have... but... i dunno why... i nv could.... i jux want to be a normal person... leading a normal life... passing everyday happily... people always think that im happy... smiling.. joking... laughing... playing... but... i myself know... i aint what you ppl think i am... sometimes i look back... wondering... wat do i have? wat do i have to get a good score in my studies... wat do i have to achieve a good reputation in my cca.. wat do i have to be promoted in my work... wat do i have that people will listen to wat i say? be in actual fact... i do not have anything... im just a lazy, stupid, idiotic, irritating, ugly person.... im not wat u think i am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always dun talk to anyone about anything... i just keep everything to myself... i dunno y... not that i dun trust anyone... its just dat... i dunno who i can talk to... pour all my troubles to... i dun wan to make my problems to become others problems.... hence.. i always keep everything to myself... swallow everything inside... thking i could contain it... but... im just deceiving myself... i cant... my heart is exploding.. yet... i nv noe who i can realli talk to... i noe when i say dis.. my friends will come and tell me... 'u can always talk to me..' but... i just cant... i simply cant... i dunno... i realli dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i plead all gods from all religions... even the evil ones... please... help me... i want to be a different person... i want to change... i want to know who i am... who i truly am.... please... im begging u... please....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;in memory of my beloved grandfather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-1255234563038564181?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/1255234563038564181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/1255234563038564181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#1255234563038564181' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-3503582539102458586</id><published>2007-11-14T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T00:14:13.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg, im dying man.... been rushing to school n funeral for the past three days... din catch much sleep... got fever last night.. feeling better now... sighz... im realli tired.... gonna catch some slp now...  cox tml i will be staying at the funeral n dun thk i will get to slp... au revoir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-3503582539102458586?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/3503582539102458586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/3503582539102458586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#3503582539102458586' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-1333839787080691404</id><published>2007-11-11T23:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T23:43:40.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why did it happened at this time of the year again, my grandfather passed away... in just 370 days difference... last year, 2006, november 6th, my paternal grandfather passed away, this year, 2007, november 11th, may maternal grandfather passed away.. sighz... this week would be a hectic week..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-1333839787080691404?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/1333839787080691404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/1333839787080691404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#1333839787080691404' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-8377967920460867307</id><published>2007-11-03T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T00:01:33.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey... im back:D missed me? haha... i guess not bah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school reopened.. everything is starting to get back on track... projects all coming up at one shot... almost 10 projects this semester... sighx.... aniwaes... dat's life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CDS(Cross Disciplinary Subjects).. i got intro to singapore law and french... ok... quite satisfied... thou i had to apply again to get law... nvm.. haha... den total of 7 modules dis sem... again... but wat's better is that we have lesser exams.... yeahz... that's good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw the drama Save The Last Dance For Me rescreening on chnl u... rmb last time u asked me to watch this drama... i watched.... the songs... sighz... its alreadi over.... i dun wanna thk about it animore... now dat i thk about it... it was around this period when i watched it.... forget it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes... back to now... french was fun... learnt a new language.. hope i can use it fluently next time... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alritx off to bed le... tml will be a long day... working mac 6am to 2pm... den working for my dad... 3pm to 12am... so.. wun be online tml.. dun miss me:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;au revoir =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-8377967920460867307?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/8377967920460867307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/8377967920460867307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#8377967920460867307' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-5967467495200044161</id><published>2007-10-27T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T23:53:14.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi all, im back... life hasnt been beri good.. a lot of thgs happened... troubles troubles  more troubles... sighz.... cant life be any better? im leading a beri bad life... life hasnt been good to be since the day i was born.... sighz sighz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm... life still have to carry.... just get over with everythg... life will get better... i hope....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-5967467495200044161?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5967467495200044161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/5967467495200044161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#5967467495200044161' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-6282351594795685140</id><published>2007-10-23T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T01:12:53.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Singapore is really a FINE country.... sighz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-6282351594795685140?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/6282351594795685140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/6282351594795685140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#6282351594795685140' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-8727845740013061231</id><published>2007-10-16T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T02:52:36.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dun feel like myself dis few daes.. feel so........ fake.... putting up a fake smile.. acting cheerful... trying to joke arnd with ppl.... haix... yet deep down... im not feeling good even a tiny bit.... i dunnno wat... bt i jux dun feel right.... i so wanna cry.... bt i jux cant cry out... i wanna drink to drunk myself... bt i cant cox i promised i won't... so wat shld i do??? can i get even a small hint on wat shld i do??? haix.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-8727845740013061231?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/8727845740013061231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/8727845740013061231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#8727845740013061231' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-2602395394861823246</id><published>2007-10-15T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T22:47:11.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi all.. im back again... almost a month since i last blogged... been rather busy the past few weeks.... working working n working... sighx....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes... im nt working already.... onli on sundays... so for those who dun wish to c me... good for them... just dun come on sundays.. and maybe next month if i get promoted... dun come on saturdays oso... haha... im fine with it... its ok :D but cant believe i was called a *****.... lets not talk abt it ok.... forget it.... hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes... like i was saying... i will only be working on sundays for now... hence i would be very very free this week... but dun ask me 2 go out.. im lazy.... timetable will onli be out on thursday... sianxxx... nvm jux wait.. wonder wat subject i will get for the 2 CDS.. hope will get the selections i made.... thou i put jap n french... but i would rather get basic calculus n law.... they sound more interesting.... haha.. not realli interested in language now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix... secondary kids nowadays r all so funny.... wonder why.... lolx... they have all kinds of patterns.. haha... btw... o'lvls r coming again.. it seemed like last year i was jux studying at mac every day.... studying hard... and now that i talk about it... its been a year since she came into my life.... but... haix... aniwaes... hope all those who are taking o lvls dis year would get good results n become a 8-pointer like me:P i sound so 'un-humble' hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... back 2 rotting session now... i will update asap.... buaix...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-2602395394861823246?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2602395394861823246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2602395394861823246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#2602395394861823246' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-166140820264091198</id><published>2007-09-21T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T03:47:27.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry for not blogging for sometime....sound familiar? haha last post oso like dat start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays r here....been beri busy... working working n working...&lt;br /&gt;first 13 days keep working w/o rest day...&lt;br /&gt;den now rest one day work six days...&lt;br /&gt;went out onli once since holidays....went out with my primary school friends last friday...&lt;br /&gt;went to fish n co to eat den went cuppage play pool...&lt;br /&gt;den wait coffeeshop sit n talk....&lt;br /&gt;den went hm...&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the holidays work n work lor...&lt;br /&gt;nthg else le lor.... haix... boring holidays...&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes prelims jux ended for sec 4 wish all of them gd luck for their o's:D&lt;br /&gt;nthg le... will try to blog when im free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i hope u know???lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-166140820264091198?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/166140820264091198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/166140820264091198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#166140820264091198' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-6091984689084998999</id><published>2007-09-01T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T16:30:43.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry for not blogging for some time... been quite busy wif exams... exams ended on wed.... den after exam went home a while jiu go partyworld wif kelvin n wei yuan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs rotted at home the whole dae....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd...teachers dae celebration... went back school...den after dat went jurong entertainment centre play pool.... play le went town meet kelvin dey all lor.... den after dat went back woodlands... slack around a while jiu go hm le... nthg much to sae le lor... bb all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i realli want to tell u...&lt;br /&gt;but the time for me to tell u seems to be further n further away...&lt;br /&gt;but... all i want is dat u r happy...&lt;br /&gt;dats good enuf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-6091984689084998999?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/6091984689084998999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/6091984689084998999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#6091984689084998999' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-4862921492330628167</id><published>2007-08-21T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T00:51:14.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanted to tell u... but i couldnt...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-4862921492330628167?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/4862921492330628167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/4862921492330628167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#4862921492330628167' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-2496605118079917195</id><published>2007-08-18T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T14:18:04.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sorry... i will change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time round...i will really quit... realli realli quit...&lt;br /&gt;i promise i will not touch it ever again even if my friends or anyone gives or tempt me&lt;br /&gt;I PROMISE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;btw... i got an A for food n beverages project...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-2496605118079917195?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2496605118079917195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2496605118079917195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#2496605118079917195' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-7490387383208217301</id><published>2007-08-16T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T23:53:41.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do i realli dun have a space in your heart?&lt;br /&gt;not even one small space?&lt;br /&gt;nvm... i'll wait for the space to be available :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;do you realli not know or are you just faking it?&lt;br /&gt;the time still hasnt come for you to know&lt;br /&gt;i noe it wun come very soon&lt;br /&gt;u asked mi y...&lt;br /&gt;yet i dunno hw 2 answer u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-7490387383208217301?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/7490387383208217301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/7490387383208217301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#7490387383208217301' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-2099491337321253350</id><published>2007-08-15T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T23:45:16.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wtf is dis... nthg is turning out well for me... fuck it... sometimes i realli wish i could end my fucking stupid idiotic lonely life i was given...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-2099491337321253350?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2099491337321253350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599266/posts/default/2099491337321253350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aweikiang.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#2099491337321253350' title=''/><author><name>Loner_W3ikian9</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599266.post-5706372765598341798</id><published>2007-08-15T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:00:56.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back... been at bit moodless since start of school 2dae... becox??? haha....&lt;br /&gt;watched secret le... okok onli... ending spoil the whole movie... 3/5 stars bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nthg much le buai buai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599266-5706372765598341798?l=aweikiang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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