<?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-9505364</id><updated>2011-07-09T01:27:35.441+08:00</updated><category term='Finally'/><category term='lables'/><category term='Empty'/><title type='text'>SIMple LOVE</title><subtitle type='html'>LOve is simple..... as it has always been....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The management</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>347</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-3775346176032945733</id><published>2010-08-19T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T23:07:41.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Humility</title><content type='html'>What is Humility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1908 the British writer G. K. Chesterton described the embryo of today's full-grown immature culture called post-modernism. One mark of its "vulgar relativism" (as Michael Novak calls it) is the hijacking of the word "arrogance" to refer to conviction and "humility" to refer to doubt. Chesterton saw it coming:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    What we suffer from today is humility in the wrong place. Modesty has moved from the organ of ambition. Modesty has settled upon the organ of conviction; where it was never meant to be. A man was meant to be doubtful about himself, but undoubting about the truth; this has been exactly reversed. Nowadays the part of a man that a man does assert is exactly the part he ought not to assert - himself. The part he doubts is exactly the part he ought not to doubt - the Divine Reason. . . . The new skeptic is so humble that he doubts if he can even learn. . . . There is a real humility typical of our time; but it so happens that it's practically a more poisonous humility than the wildest prostrations of the ascetic. . . . The old humility made a man doubtful about his efforts, which might make him work harder. But the new humility makes a man doubtful about his aims, which makes him stop working altogether. . . . We are on the road to producing a race of man too mentally modest to believe in the multiplication table. (Orthodoxy [Garden City, NY: Doubleday and Co., 1957], pp. 31-32)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have seen it most recently in the resentment over Christians expressing the conviction that Jewish people (like everyone else) need to believe in Jesus to be saved. The most common response to this conviction is that Christians are arrogant. Modern-day humility would never cry, "Fire!" since the smoke might be vapor from the clothes drier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If humility is not compliance with the relativism of sophomoric skepticism, what is it? This is important, since the Bible says, "God opposes the proud, but gives grace to the humble" (1 Peter 5:5), and "Everyone who exalts himself will be humbled, and he who humbles himself will be exalted" (Luke 14:11). God has told us at least five things about humility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Humility begins with a sense of subordination to God in Christ. "A disciple is not above his teacher, nor a slave above his master" (Matthew 10:24). "Humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God" (1 Peter 5:6).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Humility does not feel a right to better treatment than Jesus got. "If they have called the head of the house Beelzebul, how much more will they malign the members of his household!" (Matthew 10:25). Therefore humility does not return evil for evil. It is not life based on its perceived rights. "Christ also suffered for you, leaving you an example for you to follow in His steps. . . . While suffering, He uttered no threats, but handed [his cause] over to Him who judges righteously" (1 Peter 2:21-23).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Humility asserts truth not to bolster ego with control or with triumphs in debate, but as service to Christ and love to the adversary. "Love rejoices in the truth" (1 Corinthians 13:6). "What I [Jesus] tell you in the darkness, speak in the light. . . . Do not fear" (Matthew 10:27-28). "We do not preach ourselves but Christ Jesus as Lord, and ourselves as your bond-servants for Jesus' sake" (2 Corinthians 4:5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Humility knows it is dependent on grace for all knowing and believing. "What do you have that you did not receive? And if you did receive it, why do you boast as if you had not received it?" (1 Corinthians 4:7). "In humility receive the word implanted, which is able to save your souls" (James 1:21).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Humility knows it is fallible, and so considers criticism and learns from it; but also knows that God has made provision for human conviction and that he calls us to persuade others. "We see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face; now I know in part, but then I will know fully just as I also have been fully known" (1 Corinthians 13:12). "A wise man is he who listens to counsel" (Proverbs 12:15). "Therefore, knowing the fear of the Lord, we persuade men" (2 Corinthians 5:11).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humbled under the mighty hand of God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor John http://www.desiringgod.org/ResourceLibrary/TasteAndSee/ByDate/1999/1140_What_Is_Humility/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-3775346176032945733?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/3775346176032945733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=3775346176032945733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/3775346176032945733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/3775346176032945733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-is-humility.html' title='What is Humility'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-4473337300315617275</id><published>2010-05-24T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T21:03:35.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why the front, putting on a face &amp; respond to previous post</title><content type='html'>WELCOME To........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;(BOOM!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;WHO WANTS TO TALK TO ME !!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; (Boom !)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;*Please don't ask me why boom, just treat it as a sound of celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;*Read the comment bottom up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, I would like to address responds from the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 12"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 12"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CFredric%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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What am I saying, for instance, friends make intentional efforts for friends. I start to doubt if I am the only one that actually does intentionally make efforts for friends. But I must also agree that my other friends rarely does the same thing I did and worst still, they doesn't acknowledge what you have give up for friends. That is rather disappointing. Its true not everyone have friends they could trust or even friend. I can't deny that. 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&lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:shapelayout ext="edit"&gt;   &lt;o:idmap ext="edit" data="1"&gt;  &lt;/o:shapelayout&gt;&lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Irene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;: well, i think most ppl share their probs w their partner n friends to get different opinions. but some dun share w their partners becuz its a prob between the two / dun wan them to worrie. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;20 May 10, 15:11&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;: *1 thing is &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;20 May 10, 15:10&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;: but mostly the other party, rather look for friends to spit out their problems then to their partner, i thing is they are afraid that they will worry and so on ... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;20 May 10, 15:09&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;: Interesting, but i agree with Irene... not all ppl have true friends ... and in BGR we will always expect our partner to give us more time &amp;amp; attention... and share thoughts with each other ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Respond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;: More time and attention, I'm not sure if you would agree with me that these factors often cross the line between friendship and relationship. It becomes hard to identify which is for which. Both friendship and relationship(BGR) requires time and attention. Its common to see friends that have relationship neglect friendship as the line between both had been blur out. Some people choose one, either friends or relationship. What's worst is that people who choose relationship get back to friendship when they broke off with their current relationship. In another word, treating friends like spare tire. Some people just lack management skill to let both parties co-exist. Lets say if friends and relationship(BGR) shares at the same rate or even friends higher than relationship, then don't you agree that it could be better if relationship be taken to another level (friendship closeness) ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now, for today's topic : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why the front ? (Putting on a mask)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wonder, why do people puts on a mask when they are with different people. In another words, different people, different front. This can be extend to a number of situation. For instance, while you are queuing up to withdraw cash from atm machine, then you saw this person you knew, and he/she knew you too. But instead of greetings, they just walk right pass you. Is it because they didn't see you, or did they choose to ignore you. I won't pin point to any of the choices I mentioned but rather say both could happen. As it was to me, I could muffle  noise or images when I am thinking hard or focus on something, it happens and worst still I am unconscious of my behavior.  It happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won't mind if they ignored accidentally, the most some misunderstanding. What if they choose to ? Purposely did so because they are putting on a mask when they are with other people and you were in it, so he or she talks to you. But once we are out of the group and bump into each other outside, they just walk RIGHT pass you, even if you initiate greetings. I think its the awkwardness of relationship between one another, causing the ignorance effect. Sometimes its embarrassing when you sent you greeting by waving and the other party just walk pass you pretending they did not see you. If you tell me you miss me out because no motion was involved, I will believe. But when I waved at you when you are in front of me yet miss me out, that is almost impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now why, why do people put on a front. I had to admit it, it may be for the very reason that they dislike you, or doesn't treat you as "accepted" friend. I am not complaining, and it does not fully apply on me. Just another topic I thought about. Other instance may be toilet talking. If one is sincere in finding out more about you, he or she will either ask you out for tea or something that both could take time and chat your heart out. Not sure if the ladies does this, but for guys we stand and pee(if you do not know, we STAND and pee.) so while peeing side by side, someone will strike out a topic, a vague one, like ' how are you ?' the respond will surely be 'I am fine' with or without saying 'thank you for asking' I think people just want to kill the awkwardness in them when they are so close yet not speaking to each other. I believe you have face more situation than I can think of right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end here, and I thought of changing blog. As in wordpress or something else. Do you find it hard to tag when the tag-board are awfully small. At least I find it hard to reply there especially there is word limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suggestion any one ? (HOPEFULLY.... some kind soul can help me do the shifting :x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-4473337300315617275?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/4473337300315617275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=4473337300315617275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/4473337300315617275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/4473337300315617275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2010/05/why-front-putting-on-face-respond-to.html' title='Why the front, putting on a face &amp; respond to previous post'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-1290292331093312511</id><published>2010-05-07T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T00:25:57.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7/05/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi again, (in an amazing short time)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Guess no further... I'm here to discuss about bring relationship(BGR) to the next level(friendship) you might be thinking, isn't it lowering the level of relaitonship if you were to be like friends ? Well, I will explain further in following paragraphs. I guess most of you will agree with me that bgr relationship starts from friendship, so why is there a need to lower it down when you are up there ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;A question to ponder upon. Firstly, bgr is just another title for you to go beyond the usual level of intimacy. Bgr also create addition commitment towards partners, doing things in the name of love. There is a ton more to add on but what I am getting at is that, bgr, isn't a solid fundation to stand on as compared to friends. Friends on the other hand is an amazing group of people that even without the physical intimacy, bond were tied and sharing are as geniune as a white paper can be. Deep thoughts, trouble, worries, blessings were stuff that friends shared among themselves. Good or bad, they will stand by you giving you sound advise for free at all time. Friends will have intentional effort to make time for you if you have something urgent  or sad to say, that is what love is actually about. Not doing and pleasing yourself, but self sacrifice for the good of others. Others place before yourself. One that need requires deeper thought to it. Understand and appy it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Now the challenge of a bgr goes beyond just being physically close to each other, or you may like to add, close from heart to heart. These way, not only bgr is seen as a relationship that is on mere surface, there is a deeper sense of trust and communication level. Bgr can now be viewed as fun, trusting, understanding. Partners must also be sensitive to your lovers sharing. Draw awareness of when to nag and when not to. Advise them with love, compassion and patient. Do not get me wrong, I am not saying these are the MOST important and it is easy to achieve, but  rather, its one of the important factors to take note of and continous mindset to strive for the next level of being in a relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I will end it here. Feedback are welcome : ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Hope this helps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-1290292331093312511?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/1290292331093312511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=1290292331093312511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/1290292331093312511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/1290292331093312511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2010/05/70510.html' title='7/05/10'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-1411366748662341876</id><published>2010-05-06T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T23:31:37.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6/05/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELLLLLLLOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just to share with you my lousy day.... ( Don't like that la... you know I LOVE to share with you lousy stuff... so bear with it for a while ?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It ALLLL... started in the morning. Alarm rings, I sit up and switch it off, lay side way on my bolster and WALA... cracking pain in ( the around you have your four pax, not sure wha tthat part is called). So I tried to sit straight.... mentally diagnose the cause of the pain. I thought it was like.. muscle tear.. at the same time felt lousy and stupid to tear a muscle while getting up of bed. So I fought my way to take out the pain relieve spray(for sports) and generously sprayed on my painful area. Prayed hard for relieve... it worked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;During the "relieve period" I managed to get out of bed did the morning necessity and had... ONE pau.  That is all I managed to do before the pain kicks in. I took Tramado or tranado or trando (whateva, some painkiller) and again sprayed the muscle relieve, buy enough time for me to decide, change and walk to the private clinic opposite my house. During that period... I was in deep pain... there is no comfortable position for me to temporarily reduce the pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waited for half an hour... and then the information came to light that the doctor is still on her way... Just so you know... it was 10am then.. 9am clinic start to take in patients. Frustrated with the waiting time and the fees I am about to pay after consultation, I canceled my name, and struggle my way to the bus stop, struggle my way to BB poly clinic, wait for... 2hrs +  ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let me tell you, during that 2 hrs... I got dizzy... with pain... I thought this is the end of me : ) Also thought that it could be not enough food... I bought another distasteful pao and soymilk. Felt better for 2 min before I threw out every thing in the toilet...  ANDDDDD.. for your information, I went to the toilet JUST to sit ... no idea why... maybe feel like throwing out... for  4 times ? In that short period... people must thinking this guy must have constipation. Press on the stomach area and go toilet so many time... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doc recommended me to take blood test .... you could read FB to know what happen during the blood test. Cut the whole story short.... Doc could not pin point the exact error as blood test was clear. So he suspect it was gastric. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I went home after paying 21 bucks... rest and met my mom for lunch at 3pm, and head to bugis library as I have class at night, but half way there, I turn back and went home... because of the pain killer, that have side effect which cause serious dizzyness... and I bathe and slept for 2 hrs and was home then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;END of story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sorry for the broken english... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-1411366748662341876?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/1411366748662341876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=1411366748662341876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/1411366748662341876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/1411366748662341876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2010/05/60510.html' title='6/05/10'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-2364997781356847974</id><published>2010-03-01T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T23:03:18.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gloomy Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;"This pain I can contain no more. Drops of tears flow vigorously. Torn apart my heart says, cure no more is my agony. To depart spells relieve. My broken heart, hurt no more."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This short poem(it feels like it) was compose by me. You might be thinking... this guy must be suffering from some major break up. Think no more, I did not suffer from any breakup. There isn't a relationship to began with. It's just that inspiration came to me. Took down using my phone, and share with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY.... this very moment.... I am feeling kind of sad, mix with disappointment. Girl issue ? YES it is... how sad right. Very predictable. There is this poly girl which I knew since January, we have quality conversation through sms and msn. I wanted to ask her out at around end early to mid Feb, which she turn down because of upcoming exam. I understand the need to study so I waited till March, when I saw her online, I was excited. So I pop the question again, who knows she was giving excuse, confronted her and she said she wasn't ready to meet yet. All along I was being naive, waiting so patiently for nothing. Can't blame her for how she feel. I am a 'stranger' after all. This reminds me of my dream last night. Awesome dream. YES... its about girl again. Don't get me wrong, nothing over rated here. It was just that I had a girlfriend in the dream, one that I can feel the chemistry. I remember a short quality time spend. It was just too bad to wake up and find that all along... it was your bolster that was beside you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess when you come to this age, and you are single, these thoughts will appear and haunt you. It is haunting me, but not letting it get into my life. If not i will be one emo man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, never thought I would blog so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out people. : )&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/9505364-2364997781356847974?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/2364997781356847974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=2364997781356847974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2364997781356847974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2364997781356847974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2010/03/gloomy-days.html' title='Gloomy Days'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-312121280178866706</id><published>2010-02-26T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T00:14:28.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not another random post</title><content type='html'>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to assure you that in my mind, different occasion, on various situation, there are things that I thought of and would like to share with you but failed too, is mainly because of my short term memory. Believe it or not, I think about things ALL the time. Random thoughts will fill my head and result in random topic. Nonetheless, for today, I will talk about make ups. Not the brand of it but the usage of it. I am sure ladies have caught your eyes, be it for you to be a male or female. The kind of makeup they used to make them look different, sometimes totally different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so to reassure you, I am... a STRAIGHT guy. I like female gender and only it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, I thought of this topic sometime back and I may have lost the main juice of it so bear with me. I was once again triggered by the thought of ladies with makeup and the different without when I was in class, and my lecture showed us photos of his trip to Japan. Photos containing women with make up. He said that ladies in Japan can easily be prettier than ladies in my class. In my heart I totally disagreed with him. There are girls in my class that are prettier than girls he mention pacifically in his photos. I have actually no idea why did he say the ladies in his photos are pretty. Hand on my heart, the ladies in the photos are NOT pretty. May I repeat for the sake of clarity, the ladies in the photos are NOT, I mean really NOT pretty. What I can say about this is because of different generation defines pretty differently. I'm sure guys in my class will agree with it. So in this short conversation with my lecturer among the class was that, the ladies in Japan, may have undergone plastic surgery to beautify themselves and up on thick make up. The ladies in my class defense was that they were 'natural' without makeup. Which I totally agreed again(But I just listen and not participate in the argument). I got girls in my class that I can say are naturally beautiful. Be it the skin complexion or the structure of the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also not saying that putting on makeup is BAD.... no, that is not true. Makeup help some ladies to look brighter and more vibrant. Both factors are important for job or even pleasing your partner. Its just that in that point, that argument wasn't fair and was incorrect. I personally prefer natural beauty. I won't mind a little makeup on the eyes to make it look more stunning. Well, I would end by saying... I know that this post hasn't really got the juice. But I apologize,  I can't remember anything more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to stop here for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to fire your comment in the tag box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-312121280178866706?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/312121280178866706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=312121280178866706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/312121280178866706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/312121280178866706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2010/02/not-another-random-post.html' title='not another random post'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-3425798890616259194</id><published>2010-02-07T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T23:49:38.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another post about FEELINGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dear readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;During this past month of non-blog period, I discover more about myself. Discovery might not always be a bad thing. This part of discovery about life goes like this. My assignments 1 just finished, feeling bored, I went to find some movies I miss out during my busy period. One of the movie I watched was 2012. If you ever did watch it, you will notice heart-warming scene when compassion by the leaders were shown to let the people who bought the ticket to enter the ship, self sacrificial love to complete a impossible mission to save the rest of people;  thriller scene when the climax reach its peak with the earth scattering quakes, rushing ocean and fight between life and death. Personally, what caught my attention was the part where love ones die. I was sniffing, but no tears roll down my cheek. That really bother me. For a moment I thought I was so hard hearted that I lost my humanity in feeling. Which was obviously not true. Just that I am stopping myself to cry. This behavior gets in me and I am constraint sub-consciously. I would justify that stopping myself to cry outside is considered reasonable. But being unable to let tears roll down my cheek when I am alone disturbed me. I was sitting at my chair, paused the scene, think for a long while and decided to FORCE myself to really feel it. Finally I did manage to squeezes 2 drops of tears out of my dehydrated eyes. Relieved, feeling a whole lot better, I thank God for it. Being a christian, having ability to feel is a very important sense that ought not to be neglect. It is also a way to love. Showing compassion on needy people, the weak, the poor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just glad that I am able to tears.&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/9505364-3425798890616259194?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/3425798890616259194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=3425798890616259194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/3425798890616259194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/3425798890616259194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2010/02/another-post-about-feelings.html' title='Another post about FEELINGS'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-3141991315713882529</id><published>2010-01-13T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:48:13.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Start</title><content type='html'>Hello again my fellow readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought came to my mind when my dad was driving my family home. Motorcycle. Yes my parents are against it. My love for motorcycle came from "the Helmet" when I was young. I always wanted a full face helmet and it was like... one of my favorite toy to have. I remembered instead of getting a full face from Toy' rus, my parent got me a base ball helmet. Its kind of hard though. Till my present age, I have yet to own one. For the very particular reason that I am not riding. I always thought riding is like a guys thing until today, I saw two female riders totally by chance. My heart was itching. I could imagine myself owning a bike, riding against the wind, wearing the super cool leather jacket. That could really spice up my image. After I got my license, I kind of drift away from the idea of having a bike. Then came this day when I hear the roar of this particular brand "Ducati", let me tell you, it sound like.... BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!! x10000&lt;br /&gt;It melt my heart. This cool bike deserve cool rider like me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another update on my recent activity. I decided to move out of Corny Crew and step in to my own name (Still in the thinking process). Reason being members of the crew just like... inactive, self-centered, can't get along with each other etc. Not refering to myself as the "good" one but also, these things I am guilty of. Anyway, its just a new name. Not going to officially set up a business or what. Don't really have the capitial yet. Under my own name, designs will be painted on the shirt instead of printing, a more authentic feel. So once I am ready with the designs and Name, shall post again and ... hopefully some respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know myself better, single personality doesn't apply to me. I realise my ability to change has astonish myself. Guess it was pretty bad for a guy to have that. But what can I do ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying for answers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying for love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying for miracle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying for a peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not getting any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still Praying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-3141991315713882529?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/3141991315713882529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=3141991315713882529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/3141991315713882529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/3141991315713882529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-start.html' title='2010 Start'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-8378734360067725316</id><published>2009-12-22T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T01:43:44.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Bring the old times bad could be a pain to your very own heart. A few days back, I went to Mandai to celebrate pre-Christmas party with my Uni classmate. If you had been there, you will notice that there is a direct bus from Ang Mo Kio. Met Stella there to buy some stuff before we took the bus down. Walking down shop houses always gives me a very different feeling from the location that I leave. Maybe is the house size, maybe I am too used to living in my own confort zone and forget about other. I hope Not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Well, this ANG MO KIO have given me lots of memories. One of those memories was of course Miss Australia that left Singapore back to her own country. Rewalking the same lane has made me recall what I have gone through in my phrase of life. Especially when I had to alight at the bus stop near the bridge she once lived. Walking back the same lane, thinking back, looking around for changes. It seems like it's still the same, except the girl once live there wasn't there. When ever I am going through that lane, I am definitly rushing for train. True enough, that was the the situation that happen that faithful day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Another matter that I remembered was the days I need to travel back to Old Police Academy for my IPPT. Went back a few times. Memeriers was mostly blissful. Enjoying unrecorded time off from work during my NS. Enjoying KFC after the long and dreadful 2.4 run. Alright, it wasn't that long. Nevermind, just focus on KFC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Ang Mo Kio has been like these to me. How about you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;What remind you of this heartland ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-8378734360067725316?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/8378734360067725316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=8378734360067725316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/8378734360067725316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/8378734360067725316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/12/recall.html' title='Recall'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-3660741522586870375</id><published>2009-12-08T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T00:26:37.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformer ( THE REVENGE OF THE CRANE)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have you ever consider or give a thought what does those big cranes do ? It was pretty obvious for the smaller model, they just dig holes or do minimal lifting and transporting. I witnessed what giant crane does. The movement of the controlled cranes reminds me of transformer, huge and robotic like. Powerful jaws clam the bricks that has been supporting the building and chewing it off effortlessly. The job of tearing the building down has been made easy with those giant machines. After standing and watching the magnificent machines work, I looked around and saw others like me, standing and watched the giant machine tear down the building. I wonder what is going on in their mind. Were they thinking what I am thinking ? Well, that's basically how nice it was, watching machine tear down big buildings. Its a treat to your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace People. (Cool... PP)&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/9505364-3660741522586870375?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/3660741522586870375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=3660741522586870375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/3660741522586870375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/3660741522586870375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/12/transformer-revenge-of-crane.html' title='Transformer ( THE REVENGE OF THE CRANE)'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-325950268476413932</id><published>2009-09-17T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T00:08:04.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17/09/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Heyhey, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Just to share with you, a few days ago ( can't remember when) I had a dream. A sweet one. Yes... a girl. A totally random girl. I can't even remember her face when I woke up. I only remember.... she kissed me. Is not a me prompting her kind of situation. It's a spontaneous situation. Beautiful yet blurish dream. Hope to have more it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;SO Peace out for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-325950268476413932?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/325950268476413932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=325950268476413932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/325950268476413932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/325950268476413932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/09/170909.html' title='17/09/09'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-5189262949067500510</id><published>2009-09-15T21:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T23:10:35.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15/09/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Wow Fredric, Second post this month.... nice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;1 thing to know,&lt;br /&gt; Eyes = ( Just Girl friend)&lt;br /&gt;Heart = ( Potential Candidate for marriage.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I've got things to spill so get ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm mad. Mad about the disability of providing certain sense of security that woman wants. Although I understand that every one function differently, I am still unsatisfied with the me now. I do not look my age. Look like some poly student. I am skinny and those kind of girls that are pleasing to my heart are against my kind. Suffer in vain, apparently those human artifact are out of my control. So get alive Fredric. I also get angry when I see girls ( girls that not only pleasing to the eyes, but the heart too) are attached with some guy. I will visually scan through the guy ( not checking him out) and compare myself with him. Totally hate it. That girl that I saw today is with this... Young angmo... both in JC. I saw this girl just right outside the Mrt door, Both of us were outside. She is with two friends, the Angmo(AM) and another girl all in uniform. After I saw her, I saw the AM, immediately I start to visualise the possibility of the AM chasing her. Although they were standing a few feet apart, I could almost imagine the AM victory. True enough, once we were all in the train, this AM shoulder accidentally brush her face ( very crowded train) and she seems to be standing at the exact place, enjoying the feeling. I was super ferious and my blood were boiling. Seriously speaking, She is not my girl friend and I have not been chasing her... even for a day ? So why on earth am I so mad about ? I'm going crazy. This is not the first time though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Enough of ranting... Totally messed up my english there. So another crazy guy here : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-5189262949067500510?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/5189262949067500510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=5189262949067500510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/5189262949067500510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/5189262949067500510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/09/150909.html' title='15/09/09'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-7864744178033564320</id><published>2009-09-12T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T23:03:11.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12/09/09</title><content type='html'>Hello Hello Hello !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long X 10000000000000000000000000000000000000000000&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;never blog. I blame on my exam and holidays (That just ended "CRYYY") I was busy mugging during the exam period and thus no time to blog. But I really have a few inspiration on what to blog but I just simply forgot ! I have this sickness since I was little so don't blame me ? OH, before I forget, I am selling my Sec 3 Math textbook and Science Chem for O'level text book. Both at good price and very good condition. My intention at first was to buy and do self study for O'level. Next thing I knew was I ended up in Uni ( How great is our GOD !) sO, YOU can contact me if you know anyone whose interested in buying it. I'll give great discount. Currently I am making use of the non busy period of school days to watch shows. I've got tons of movie I want to watch. But due to time restriction, I'll just have to select them base on.... MY FEELING. Hahaha. Totally random but true. Got a new job at Just Acia 6.5/hr. Pretty high pay, but weird red uniform and restaurant concept. Because of the money, I guess I JUST got to let go of my pride and go for the money. At least my hair is acceptable : ) I have some issue I need to due with. I feel agitated when I have to wait. This WAITING issue has been bordering me. I can't wait. I will always go for the shorter que, or be a little late just so that I am not the first to reach. Today I learned the hard way with FOOD. I was in VIvo with my parent and my family had dinner at Food republic. Most of the food outlet I am fine with got long que, so being a typical me I just walk to the western food store and order ( since it as NO body and reasonable price) I sat down with my family and we ate. My food taste horrible. The rice are pretty hard. I cannot stand this kind of food and felt sorry for myself because of the BETTER tasting food my family is having. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHhhhh We are back to the girl friend issue. Damn, I got some urge to step ahead of aim of getting a christian girl to any other girl I find attractive. There are so many chances for me to get go against the grain. Thank God the holy spirit discern the choices. I wonder how long can it last before I give in. Basically because for a christian girl to like my kind of personality and hairstyle is rather hard. They rather go for a more mature (Seems only ?) and shorter hair no baggy pants type of guy. I guess I better not find one now. Am quite in deep shit myself. So... better not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos next time laaaa Laaa .... LAaa laa la la la la la : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-7864744178033564320?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/7864744178033564320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=7864744178033564320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/7864744178033564320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/7864744178033564320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/09/120909.html' title='12/09/09'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-3387309566705420413</id><published>2009-08-06T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T23:12:41.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6/08/09</title><content type='html'>He has never felt this poor before,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His stage of poverty is near the last. It's going to test his faith in his creator to sustain. His wants will have to wait. Control will be the key word. Mind over body he must remember. Will this bring a new character in him ? A character far worst than before or will he be ever more generous. His laziness will be put to an end. All others leisure and fun will be on halt. He will have to re look at his life. He will have to understand how gracious and merciful has his God been. Providing him with a shelter far better than the others, an air-conditional room to rest in. Electronic gadget that help him to view the world in one click of the mouse. How much more does it has to take for us to realize and be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, I just cut my hair. I must say this haircut is one of the most promising cut I ever had. I believe I am a very sensual person. I love it when this girl wash my hair. Her touch will melt my heart. While she was washing my hair, I was thinking "man, wash for another hour pleaseeee !" But of course it did not happen. I thought her washing was a little... 'weak'. Lack of strength. But at the same time I am reminded of gentleness of her hand, and when she massage my neck, it felt refreshing. I could possibly imagine if we get together and let this softness be remembered. Back to the haircut. That guy sound professional. At least he says words that is pleasing to my ear. He acknowledge the trend in hair now is not to thinner the hair but to do layering at the same time, displayed a degree of thickness. After he styled my hair, my overview of my head is pretty good, but my side burn is a little short ? Anyway, I am the one who requested for shorter side burn. $15 dollars for a good cut, all worth it. Would go back for the cut, and the hair wash. I don't think I would love it if my relationship requires little or no touch. Every time I carry a children to sit on the baby chair, I kind of felt happier. This sense of my will bring me back to when I used to carry babies. Now I think I lack physical touch with the world. This could also be a reason why I am such an introvert(cum extrovert).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am.... Broke like never before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crossed my own line and now land myself in hot soup (mushroom soup ! Yummy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Least I can do is to not borrow money from any people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let my poverty die with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-3387309566705420413?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/3387309566705420413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=3387309566705420413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/3387309566705420413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/3387309566705420413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/08/60809.html' title='6/08/09'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-8768561038216138525</id><published>2009-07-29T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T00:32:06.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29/07/09</title><content type='html'>I'm terrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed,I was. The motion I went through was intensify. An experience that startled me. I thought I lost my ez-link card along with my 2 ICs. When I was reaching the MRT control station, I feel my butt, and realized one of my back pocket was empty. Panic, I rush to the stairs and dropped by back, began the searched. I knew at that moment, what was the consequences if I really lost it. I have to make a police report regarding it. But Thanks be to God, it fell into my bag while I was changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was working today, I saw two secondary school mates. Obviously they don't recognize me. But I always have been a little more observant then the rest ? Anyway, I did not say hi or what so ever. Before I went to work, I had lunch at TCC with my project mates, 1 for 1 deal so why waste it. While I was settling down, I saw this pretty girl sat next to my table so I took an extra peep. Strangely, she was looking back at me. So I stared hard for little while, then she waved at me. I was surprised yet trying to figure who is she. I keep my cool, waved and smile back. Then I realize that was Yuan Xuan. I mean, who would know that we will meet each other in this manner. At that time, I recall the image of her during the secondary school days. Compared it with the current her, WOW I tell you. Big changes. I hardly recognize her. I wonder what is she doing now, at her age (not very sure what also.. should be same as joflin) if she continue the education hierarchy, she should be doing her degree now. But she is in office dress. Probably an intern ? Whateva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 3 weeks and I have not started by studies !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOooooooooooooooooooo ~ !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-8768561038216138525?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/8768561038216138525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=8768561038216138525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/8768561038216138525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/8768561038216138525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/07/290709.html' title='29/07/09'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-4247562706769889349</id><published>2009-07-21T00:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T01:03:45.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20/07/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Today had been a very weird day for me. (I got to go to my DIvision for reservice shoot(is a annual thing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;I was mentally prepared to face the music. I knew my hair is not going to make it through but still, I went to the division all spike up. Saw a ex college in the lift, he asked me what is my business here ? I replied, shooting. He then say, your hair can pass me ? I don't know ( I was lying to myself). As dumb as I could be, I was on time. Sure enough, no one turn up. So I make my way up to PNS office. The officer in charge start to wack on my hair. Saying I can't go to HTA with this hair and colour, they will sure reject you and refrain you from shooting. I was like "yaya... I know -_-"' "So after he repeated many times that he is not particularly aiming on me but for my own good. (A side note, in the end the briefing start at 10.) At that moment, I was cracking my head to find an easy solution to save my hair. In the end, the best solution to it is to cut only the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the briefing,(lunch time) I make my way down to the salon, choosing the cheapest and " look professional" salon. Went in, and this china lady led me to my seat. Asked me what do I want to do with my hair. Worried that she would do something foolish to my hair, I said, leave everything as it is, just cut away the back. She did just fine in that. She also help me comb by side burn back ward with her BED hair product which she claim to be 30 over dollars. Anyway, that don't bother me at all. I mention the price before I start to cut. After the combing back action, I look like a nerd. SUPERB nerd. A look I have not seen in ages. At the same time I was laughing at myself. "Look at what you ended up with Fredric" I said to myself. With a sigh, I paid 4 bucks and walk out to search for black hair spray, non of the mama should sells it. So I head towards other salon with hope of them charging at per spray rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This aunty at the other salon(yes, I went to 2 salon in just less than an hour) help me GEL UP my hair, put hair spray + the dark brown spray, in total for 3 bucks. Looking at the mirror, what I lack now is just a pair of nerd glasses. Thereafter I went back to my division, get ready to travel there through a police van, sending some other there too. One of the passenge is my friend from division. We talk about dragonica throughout the journey there. He is like... level 40 and above. So he is basically some pro. As expected, a long que at the range awaits us. While queing up, I was staring at this guy, the back of his hair is longer than mine before I cut. I was thinking, wahh.. so long can ah... Next time that happen is that he got called to see his hair, in the end, he cut off his back himself. I was secretly praising God. The other guy from my division also got called, because of coloured hair. His case can be charge because he fail to obey order. He was warned earlier at the division that his hair would to make it there. But he choose to ignore it. I felt happy because I cut my hair but at the same time sad and sorry for the guy because he got bar from shooting. Wasting the trip there. While wait, most of use slept like no body business. I was actually worried about the result. But after the shoot, I got MARKS MAN ! Which is totally AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank GOD again. At the end of the day, I think back and realise I have trip over stuff for like... 5 over times ? Felt stupid at that moment. But soon ignore the thinking. Because I look like a nerd with that hair and at the same tim.. look like gay ? But I guess I've got no choice. Be gay for one day. Of course I don't behave like one. I just look like one ? because of the hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Wow, super long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Ok Tired and need to rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;{ Enjoying every moment without project}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-4247562706769889349?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/4247562706769889349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=4247562706769889349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/4247562706769889349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/4247562706769889349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/07/200709.html' title='20/07/09'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-1285691500871025413</id><published>2009-07-11T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:16:19.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11/07/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/Sldnv8lhmoI/AAAAAAAAA2k/cgKkIYMNzns/s1600-h/Image16%28DOne%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/Sldnv8lhmoI/AAAAAAAAA2k/cgKkIYMNzns/s200/Image16%28DOne%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356864355195525762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/Sldnvt17J0I/AAAAAAAAA2c/mVLrV6WQrbE/s1600-h/Image1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/Sldnvt17J0I/AAAAAAAAA2c/mVLrV6WQrbE/s200/Image1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356864351237777218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SldnvW4GabI/AAAAAAAAA2U/BaRDpQqmL1M/s1600-h/Image0107+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SldnvW4GabI/AAAAAAAAA2U/BaRDpQqmL1M/s200/Image0107+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356864345072888242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/Sldnux6ZptI/AAAAAAAAA2M/WTOXYcMdo3w/s1600-h/%28edited%29Image109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 114px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/Sldnux6ZptI/AAAAAAAAA2M/WTOXYcMdo3w/s200/%28edited%29Image109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356864335150425810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;It has been a boring period for me. So crazy cracking brain solving assignments. As you can see, I like to keep photo fair. But as you know now, my skill are SOOoo limited. I can only make EVERY thing fairer. OH well.... and sorry that the photo are all ME. Because I have not been hanging out with my friend lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a very funny job today, temperature taking. SO funny. A good experience I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I getting used to being alone ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this a good thing ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.... for once... I am REALLY BROKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness. Didn't realize my preparation saving wasn't enough. I just feel like being alone right now and save like there is no tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to emo state. : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-1285691500871025413?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/1285691500871025413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=1285691500871025413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/1285691500871025413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/1285691500871025413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/07/110709.html' title='11/07/09'/><author><name>The management</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/Sldnv8lhmoI/AAAAAAAAA2k/cgKkIYMNzns/s72-c/Image16%28DOne%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-3571684168248599868</id><published>2009-06-21T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:59:51.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21-06-09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life has been so hectic. It is draining every single bits of my emotions. Looking back at the photos my cousin upload, I saw the simplicity of the older generations. I'm not implying that those days were easy. But, people were easily satisfied with the things around them. That is also because technology wasn't so advance. Comparing the old days with the era I am living in, I definitely prefer the old days. During those days, songs are clear and smoothing. Choices were deem less but easily defined. Objective of life was just to live. Condominium estate was just faraway dream. Bicycle is just the transport you need. If we sustain the way our fathers live, the world would be in a better state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Good Old Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-3571684168248599868?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/3571684168248599868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=3571684168248599868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/3571684168248599868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/3571684168248599868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/06/21-06-09.html' title='21-06-09'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-689338911865169142</id><published>2009-06-09T13:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T14:39:56.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9/6/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Being the best man isn't easy. Having the prefect hair, the perfect look, the perfect height, the perfect size and the perfect personality. Strangely I though that being the best man only took place before you married. Maybe not so uptight about the rest of the outer appearance but the inner stays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So about the life before marriage. Some says without the bond, it is as good as freedom. A carefree life without any responsibility. Sounds great ? Could be. Sometimes it become hard to consider that fact that you could get only at time. With most of your friends having family and stuff like that it could be quite demoralizing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A question ask by a friend before, would you still love your kids as much as you love them when they grown to become a teenager or even an adult ? Think through carefully. When they are young, children seems cute and adorable even when they made mistake can misbehave. But when they grow up and changed. Will you still have the same mindset ? When your child make a mistake, a mistake against the law, will you be able to forgive him. Even to the extent that he took your money and flee ? Came back with empty pocket and ask for forgiveness. Will you still forgive ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is pretty hard for me to answer it. If your answer is yes to all of the question. Great. It can be rather hard. But God, could say with confidence, yes. Somebody ask Jesus how many time should I forgive my brother that sin against me ? Jesus said something like thing; " If he sin against your once, forgive him. If he sin against your seven times, forgive him seven times. If he sin against your Seventy times, for give him seventy times. If he were to sin against  you seventy seven time, forgive him seventy seven times." The answer is clear. Being Christ likeness is hard. Forgiving is even harder. But we should not give up despite our failure, because our father will forgive us no matter how many times we sin. As long as you go back to him and ask for forgiveness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-689338911865169142?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/689338911865169142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=689338911865169142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/689338911865169142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/689338911865169142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/06/9609.html' title='9/6/09'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-5065517907804034971</id><published>2009-06-03T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T23:04:41.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3/6/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;It is good to know that my national service friend miss me. He said one of his classmate reminds him of me. Don't get the picture wrong. Is PURE friendship, not gayness. Then we start to have a good chat, he tells me about his life, his sch... everything... Damn, I miss those times. But neither do I wanna relive those days. BMT not fun. Botak, not fun.&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/9505364-5065517907804034971?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/5065517907804034971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=5065517907804034971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/5065517907804034971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/5065517907804034971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/06/3608.html' title='3/6/08'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-4577089075963454553</id><published>2009-06-02T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T00:21:40.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/6/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lovely Readers ( If you are not lovely, take flight out of here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your not so long awaited emo post is here. Some times, think a little further at the future, I think I am not fit to marry any one. Looking at my friend(female) dad's car, I start to form illusion, I have no money, no car, no look, no brain. I might as well eat grass and die right... Maybe not eat grass la, just die alone... Sometimes I just wish I don't need to study, and work. Get pay, enjoy at the weekends, Sunday sport. How nice is it. Assuming it is not going to happen so soon. But I consider myself bless by God, being put in this family, although I would love to go for overseas trip and being sponser by parents, like my other friends. I am bless by electronic gagets. Bless by air-con, own room. I just hate my complaining about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you consider yourself place at the wrong place... being unlucky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-4577089075963454553?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/4577089075963454553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=4577089075963454553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/4577089075963454553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/4577089075963454553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/06/1609.html' title='1/6/09'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-8243413736225353024</id><published>2009-05-29T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T00:32:35.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Stay Fat and Prosper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New quote. Life has never been easier. It keep crashing on me. Fighting back to stand firm.  All that is left of me were broken pieces. If it is for you, I will fight till the end.  If it wasn't for you, it would as well be my death date. Controlling my emotion, holding back my tears, I try and try not to cry. As much as it hurts me, I got to hold on. Plant my feet firm into the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grab on tight. Never to let go. Oh gracious Lord, let not my failure be the sinking sand. Let not my emotion draw me away from you. Let not your righteous judgment be upon my friend. Let not my failure cruse you. Let not my pride carried me away. Let it not be the end but a better beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let my feet be glued to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you be my fortress, my shield my source of strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let you alone be my guidance.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-8243413736225353024?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/8243413736225353024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=8243413736225353024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/8243413736225353024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/8243413736225353024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/05/stay-fat-and-prosper-new-quote.html' title=''/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-2784294121223602461</id><published>2009-05-19T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T23:20:44.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19/05/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dear all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been some time ever since I last blogged. So here I am. Once again I have reach a part in life that I almost give up. If you read the bible, you would probably be familiar with this guy call Job, he is a man that God find him righteous. Satan tested him 3 times ? And did not fail the test despite the lost of his everything. My point is not that I am like him or what. I am no where near that man. The point is that will I be able to be like him during the period of testing. I thought I could. Most certain I could. Then came the test. This test puts my pride, my money and my time on risk. First thing I did was I question God. Stupidly I failed the first test, question his existence. But I constantly reminded myself to praise God and give thanks for what I receive. I sat there, and think to myself how can I give thanks for this, I asked God is this what he  intended? May your way be done not mine, I always prayed . At that point I want to cry, But I could not, someone was there. I don't wish to scare that person and I definitely don't wish to expose myself to others. I prayed that night for forgiveness for the lack of faith. I prayed for relieve and for solution. If problem not settled, I will be in hot soup. After that incident, even when I saw my friend, I felt I grew distant from them. Like some kind of emo personal. It really is shameful. I wish that did not happen. More important, God would solve it for me in the best way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I withdraw from the face of the earth, I sink in sinking sand. I tell myself to do my best in the future and not repeat the mistake. God is there with me. I know he is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-2784294121223602461?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/2784294121223602461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=2784294121223602461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2784294121223602461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2784294121223602461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/05/190509.html' title='19/05/09'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-3559308882508950473</id><published>2009-04-30T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:16:32.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30/04/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="file:///C:/Program%20Files/Real/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(78, 78, 78);font-size:25;" &gt;Your freethinker profile&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                     You're a practical free-thinker, so you value solutions and common sense. You're always ready for action, and when faced with issues or problems you don't shy away from getting your hands dirty to achieve results.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your eyes reflect the color yellow. You are a warm and inviting person. You tend to have brighter spirits more often than others. You try to see the silver lining in everything. You are also very open to others' opinions and put your heart in everything you do. You also love to make people happy by being a bit humorous. Because you are so positive when things turn out not as you planned you tend to feel pity for yourself. You can also be gullible and unaware of things. You can also be forgetful at times. In all you are a Bubbly person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh..... Thats ME : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, just came back from Malaysia. I tell you, the driver there are crazy. Esp bus driver or those lorry driver. They cut into your lane without warning and they just CUT right in front of you. If you are not careful you could just smash into it. I was driving there and tasted it. Not as in crashing sense la... I highlighted my hair. Wasn't thrill with the colour at first but after washes, it became more colourful. There is ash, blue, green, brown and gold ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what do I look like from a stranger eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkey ? Rainbow ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or some crazy fellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-3559308882508950473?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/3559308882508950473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=3559308882508950473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/3559308882508950473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/3559308882508950473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/04/300409.html' title='30/04/09'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-8777512461182015475</id><published>2009-04-25T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T00:16:03.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25/04/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey PeePss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just a thought of sharing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As some of you may know that I just come across a mini crisis. My trusty phone refuse to start. It really kind of set me thinking on how much am I actually depending on my phone on my daily life. I always thought that I am a minimum usage kind of person and would live perfectly normal without it. But I soon realise I was wrong. Phone actually plays an important role in my life. It being my organizer and my contact storage, I can't function normally without them. I stored important dates in my phone calender and it reminds me of the things ahead of time so that I could be mentally or physically prepare for it. I even stored birthday dates of fellow friends and family in there. Not knowing it would screw up, I put my trust in the wrong device, item, things. My contacts are needless to say. Lots of precious contact are gone and some were irretrievable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I believe I have not fully learn my lesson yet. But I will try ways and means to prevent data losing in the future. I want to take this opportunity to trust in my Lord that he will make straight the path for me. I also will pray that He will not land me into big trouble when missing out important dates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And for those out there reading and saw this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please msg me your name and contact so I can contact you in future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-8777512461182015475?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/8777512461182015475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=8777512461182015475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/8777512461182015475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/8777512461182015475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/04/250409.html' title='25/04/09'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-5613313034535840108</id><published>2009-04-15T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T21:55:51.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15/04/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time flies, my first trimester is almost done, which also mean that exam are COMING ! Yes it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HEre&lt;/span&gt;.... RIGHT here in Singapore. The big day will happen on the 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; April 09 And I was still asked to blog... the PERSON so bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hor&lt;/span&gt;... poor me : X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, my dad for the sake of us changed the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; speed to a much faster one, but turn out to be a lousier &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;modem&lt;/span&gt;. The frequency could only reach till 3 steps down my staircase. The previous one could reach till my ROOM, which is much further compared to the stairs. So I have to pull my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lappy&lt;/span&gt; out till the room door and use it. The connection then will still be (VERY LOW). It disconnect my itself and... rarely connect back. I kind of hate it. I rather have a slower speed but higher range of frequency which I could use &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;comfortably&lt;/span&gt; in my room and CLOSE my door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am glad to know that actually my friend still cares their friend. In term of noticing. They could sense something is wrong when not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;been&lt;/span&gt; told. Let's continue to learn to burden for one another. Showing more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sincere&lt;/span&gt; love, making your friendship much more authentic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Going to have pizza tomorrow : D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Still got lot of pimple to share. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You want ?&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/9505364-5613313034535840108?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/5613313034535840108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=5613313034535840108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/5613313034535840108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/5613313034535840108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/04/150409.html' title='15/04/09'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-7487600495854873614</id><published>2009-04-02T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:44:24.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/4/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Hello again, after a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I did some thinking and I realise that my conversation with people are mainly on " hair" quite creepy. Like, did I rebond my hair, your hair so long, go cut your hair, nice hair, nv style today, dragon ball, how to do your hair and stuff like that. It kind of becomes my talking point. Nothing to take pride in. Especially when I am THIS old. I am a older person trap in the  18 years old body and out look. Mind is a mix of the old and young. It is hard to be me. All I have learn and seen has bought me thus far. All I needed was my God. He has helped me to pass my 2 test, even better then expected. I was blessed. I want to serve you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-7487600495854873614?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/7487600495854873614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=7487600495854873614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/7487600495854873614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/7487600495854873614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/04/2409.html' title='2/4/09'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-5687600868424532624</id><published>2009-03-01T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:22:31.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/3/09</title><content type='html'>Every good thing must come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought that we could continue to work together, things from your life cumber up and resulting the end of your work. I could only say that I enjoy working with you, it really makes it more meaningful. Now I have to find new reason to work. A deeper and actual reason. Reason that doesn't shake easily ? A new job could mean a new start. A new start with strangers is a way to forge a new lifestyle. A new beginning. It doesn't matter about the past, a new start. Experience plays a part in the new chapter of life. Determined the path that's set before you. New friends, new boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same you ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-5687600868424532624?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/5687600868424532624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=5687600868424532624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/5687600868424532624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/5687600868424532624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/03/1309.html' title='1/3/09'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-5516300607369955169</id><published>2009-02-21T16:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:50:08.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been feeling a little tense up this few weeks. Things just kept going and going. I am a little high today, I realise I love to speak my mind OUT LOUD. Like when I was checking out the salons around my neighbourhood out and I was thinking " Ohhh, so now is the trend to open your own salon.... I seee" I spoke as I was thinking to myself. Some couple walk pass and stare at me. Thought I was crazy. Anyway, talking to myself is what I Always always do. It is just me la. Not really sure how to explain it out. While I was sick a few days ago, I though of how good a milkshake taste like, how good an ice-cream taste like, how good to eat this deep fry food how good for alot of stuff. I am so HUMAN. " If you don't see the coffin, you don't shed a tears" In chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I saw Wati just now, is like I have been bumping into her lately. She showed me her drawings, basically design for shirts. It is interesting what God is showing me, She is doing what I DID and was like, stuck where I stuck. I wanted to see how she works out. Anyway, I also did show off my design also. Hahaha BOASTFUL ME. Just for fun. Good chat while the FUTURE bf is playing psp beside her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I thought of a relationship. But as soon as a figure out my feelings, all I need is a friend. Which is hard as most of them are busy with their stuff. And I wasn't sure what I wanted to do too. So is not fully their fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing which Japanese name best suits you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if your a girl your name is:Sachiko if your a guy your name is:Sanyu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sachiko means happiness and child so even if your not a kid you somtimes tend to act like one but its one of your best features! And Sanyu means happiness so you have a good attitude and everyone loves that about you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-5516300607369955169?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/5516300607369955169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=5516300607369955169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/5516300607369955169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/5516300607369955169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/02/been-feeling-little-tense-up-this-few.html' title=''/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-2678789240941784482</id><published>2009-02-16T17:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T17:39:48.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16/02/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yesterday I played basketball with Wei Sheng &amp;amp; Maurice. Both came in slippers. -_-"'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We came across this group, which I think is pretty smelly moved, asking a big(round) short girl to play, that also means less contact with one of the player, then there came this moment where the ball is heading outside but she is like running infront of the ball to keep people(me) from saving it with elbow together and head down. I ran by her banging a little on the back and saved the ball and she like "OUCH" rubbing her chin. I walked towards her and of course apologise to her. But I did not meant what I said. How can I knock her chin when she is protecting herself ? so smelly lor. But she is a girl... so... sorry lor. Later cry how ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I remembered some one's birthday in the MIDDLE of the night WHILE I was asleep. Jump up and " it's he/her birthday... go back to sleep. I am losing sleep again. This is not fun... Although I have more than 8 hours of sleep, I still get huge eye bags. Praying for help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Been having good food the last 3 days. Being Fri, Sat &amp;amp; Sun. POK !!! la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Gonna try out online shopping !!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hahaha !!!! LIke girl I noe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHO CARESSS !?!?!?!?!?!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-2678789240941784482?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/2678789240941784482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=2678789240941784482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2678789240941784482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2678789240941784482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/02/160209.html' title='16/02/09'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-5095571185356931914</id><published>2009-02-10T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T22:16:36.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGE7MBLakI/AAAAAAAAA10/6LscM9CKjmI/s1600-h/Image142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301164388765100610" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGE7MBLakI/AAAAAAAAA10/6LscM9CKjmI/s200/Image142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGEJcSTRMI/AAAAAAAAA1M/rPtOnttC_fQ/s1600-h/Image139.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301163534138426562" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGEJcSTRMI/AAAAAAAAA1M/rPtOnttC_fQ/s200/Image139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A quick story, once and really ONCE upon a time, spidy and hair yellow dog was partner in fighting crime. Spidy would just kick ass while hairy took photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGE7CH3XrI/AAAAAAAAA18/9b6wW15_Lqo/s1600-h/Image143.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301164386108792498" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGE7CH3XrI/AAAAAAAAA18/9b6wW15_Lqo/s200/Image143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGE7U9jZII/AAAAAAAAA2E/t5mmgZ2qyi0/s1600-h/Image144.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301164391165813890" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGE7U9jZII/AAAAAAAAA2E/t5mmgZ2qyi0/s200/Image144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Up close Ass kicking action. Suprise as the victim can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGE65mo1yI/AAAAAAAAA1s/EhhsfRWCoQk/s1600-h/Carine_bubble.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301164383821944610" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGE65mo1yI/AAAAAAAAA1s/EhhsfRWCoQk/s200/Carine_bubble.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGEJyGwzTI/AAAAAAAAA1c/2lZYyNWEI-Y/s1600-h/Image140.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301163539995610418" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGEJyGwzTI/AAAAAAAAA1c/2lZYyNWEI-Y/s200/Image140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This are the latest shirt I have drew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGEKVbloQI/AAAAAAAAA1k/gH5Hc1CWs04/s1600-h/Image145.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301163549478199554" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGEKVbloQI/AAAAAAAAA1k/gH5Hc1CWs04/s200/Image145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Me and my AH GONnnn !!! haha MAjon is good enough for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGEJjokKfI/AAAAAAAAA1U/l4Tl5sHRAAs/s1600-h/Image138.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301163536110856690" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGEJjokKfI/AAAAAAAAA1U/l4Tl5sHRAAs/s200/Image138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; I love this. I am going to paint these some time soon. Should I even colour it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGEJaSi6oI/AAAAAAAAA1E/6qcOWNgq5xk/s1600-h/Image134.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301163533602581122" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGEJaSi6oI/AAAAAAAAA1E/6qcOWNgq5xk/s200/Image134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGDZbEFb3I/AAAAAAAAA08/_3hixFjsjUI/s1600-h/Image126.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301162709176643442" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGDZbEFb3I/AAAAAAAAA08/_3hixFjsjUI/s200/Image126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGDZelt-hI/AAAAAAAAA00/INlxVglkI_0/s1600-h/Image121.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301162710123018770" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGDZelt-hI/AAAAAAAAA00/INlxVglkI_0/s200/Image121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Need to say no more. Vain Pot Time. Just try to ignor the face. Look at the hair. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGDZN7tAMI/AAAAAAAAA0s/mYL_Myo4mLg/s1600-h/Image082.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301162705651826882" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGDZN7tAMI/AAAAAAAAA0s/mYL_Myo4mLg/s200/Image082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGDY8mcdTI/AAAAAAAAA0k/aihsxjKCxrc/s1600-h/Image120.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301162700999259442" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGDY8mcdTI/AAAAAAAAA0k/aihsxjKCxrc/s200/Image120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; My mouse !!! haha Nice right ! I thought it will look nice... and it really does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGDYhioKSI/AAAAAAAAA0c/CpAUxv1Uggk/s1600-h/26012009.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301162693735491874" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGDYhioKSI/AAAAAAAAA0c/CpAUxv1Uggk/s200/26012009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; CNY first day with my sis's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alright, now... I have gone for a very very long time. Perhaps I am too lazy to blog. But I manage to confuse myself and believe that what I am actually doing now is relaxing. I really do some intense study. Quiz is next sat. Cant afford to fail it. Today I just went to NLB to learn piano. My friend Gavin is teaching me for free. How good is he la ! hahah But I am so slow lor... Only learn have the song... Anyway, life have been pretty much the same. Learning to appreciate the Lord more. March will be a good time to serve him in either place. I want to constancily remind myself the reason of my service. CNY, is pretty much enjoyable. Every one is gambling. I myself have lost to temptation. Did gamble a few rounds. Cus is really boring in the house if I don do any thing. Indian Poker are fun though...  About "V" day which is coming up, I realise I have never once in my life given flowers to anyone. Both living &amp;amp; dead. I never got the courage to buy flowers for woman. Maybe buying is alright... But carrying and making myself a centre of attraction ??? NOOO WAYY.... I am sooo balless... hahah Some say hopeless. I totally agree... Shame on me. What for put on so much pride... Anyway I have no one to give to. But I have got friends selling Roses at cheap price !!!! Tag or sms or email me if u want to buy. I claim no commission. Just find it fun to do it. I wonder what's up this V day... Will we go out again ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Or will they PS my lonely soul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just High : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-5095571185356931914?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/5095571185356931914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=5095571185356931914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/5095571185356931914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/5095571185356931914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/02/quick-story-once-and-really-once-upon.html' title=''/><author><name>The management</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SZGE7MBLakI/AAAAAAAAA10/6LscM9CKjmI/s72-c/Image142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-9218247205381712284</id><published>2009-01-07T22:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T23:44:38.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7/01/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;hello !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Year 2009 FIRST entry. You know that mediacrop put "Praise the Lord" in starwars ? It didn't get me. Is there a link? what does it mean ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I am only going to take one module for the next sem. What a waste la. They only offer one. Like what the hell... = work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nthg much to say...&lt;br /&gt;soo.... photos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SWS6dBhRELI/AAAAAAAAAzY/RCKYoffAeFs/s1600-h/Image078.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288556870226743474" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SWS6dBhRELI/AAAAAAAAAzY/RCKYoffAeFs/s200/Image078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SWS6dizRvYI/AAAAAAAAAzg/bVQtgaKqMMg/s1600-h/Image083.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288556879160655234" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SWS6dizRvYI/AAAAAAAAAzg/bVQtgaKqMMg/s200/Image083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Old photo, (W/O photoshop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SWS6c5IAEYI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/cURfgd7K6wo/s1600-h/Image133.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288556867973288322" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SWS6c5IAEYI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/cURfgd7K6wo/s200/Image133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SWS6cevJyEI/AAAAAAAAAzI/HYjPI4_B-1s/s1600-h/Image132.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288556860889745474" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SWS6cevJyEI/AAAAAAAAAzI/HYjPI4_B-1s/s200/Image132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Christmas Gift sponsor by Billabong(just Kidding) Bag from mom, and cap from Irene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SWS46guNBeI/AAAAAAAAAzA/Uc78Cm8phrg/s1600-h/Image129.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288555177795454434" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SWS46guNBeI/AAAAAAAAAzA/Uc78Cm8phrg/s200/Image129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SWS46JWWy-I/AAAAAAAAAy4/PiJYEPzxjgE/s1600-h/Image131.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288555171521416162" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SWS46JWWy-I/AAAAAAAAAy4/PiJYEPzxjgE/s200/Image131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Lunch !!! For myself only. All these are Christmas left over and were remake into a delicious meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SWS453JV9PI/AAAAAAAAAyw/Du4s8nem7GM/s1600-h/Image130.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288555166634996978" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SWS453JV9PI/AAAAAAAAAyw/Du4s8nem7GM/s200/Image130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SWS45baIciI/AAAAAAAAAyo/AiiE1DcJnNc/s1600-h/Image128.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288555159189221922" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SWS45baIciI/AAAAAAAAAyo/AiiE1DcJnNc/s200/Image128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The... meat is... some pork leg?? See, I don't even know what am I eating. lol So poor thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SWS45Bl6qOI/AAAAAAAAAyg/dhGDOk5coOo/s1600-h/Image125.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288555152259328226" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SWS45Bl6qOI/AAAAAAAAAyg/dhGDOk5coOo/s200/Image125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; This is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RANDOM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A good picture to end the blog.{ &lt;strong&gt;: ) &lt;/strong&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-9218247205381712284?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/9218247205381712284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=9218247205381712284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/9218247205381712284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/9218247205381712284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2009/01/70109.html' title='7/01/09'/><author><name>The management</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/_-VByNO7uGtc/SWS6dBhRELI/AAAAAAAAAzY/RCKYoffAeFs/s72-c/Image078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-6977540696127194346</id><published>2008-12-24T00:22:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T02:28:30.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23/12/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEtgAEJVTI/AAAAAAAAAyY/51BWm-F7TYM/s1600-h/background+display+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283053865678755122" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEtgAEJVTI/AAAAAAAAAyY/51BWm-F7TYM/s200/background+display+copy.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEoObi3FXI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Qs9JfSZgNoE/s1600-h/Christmas+Tree+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283048066259555698" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEoObi3FXI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Qs9JfSZgNoE/s200/Christmas+Tree+copy.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I photo shop it.( love the christmas tree)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please do not Continue reading...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Scroll &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;RIGHT to the bottom&lt;/span&gt; of the post and start read from there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My life happened from a bottom to top basis on this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry for your inconvenient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And thank you for co-operating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEa6jU1npI/AAAAAAAAAyI/klKKtZdocdM/s1600-h/Image124.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283033431099678354" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEa6jU1npI/AAAAAAAAAyI/klKKtZdocdM/s200/Image124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Taken Today ! I think it is very nice picture ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEasbaP_8I/AAAAAAAAAx4/9LsI0XgJH9Y/s1600-h/Image122.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283033188456726466" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEasbaP_8I/AAAAAAAAAx4/9LsI0XgJH9Y/s200/Image122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEa6NqTHvI/AAAAAAAAAyA/Exb48MhMQHI/s1600-h/Image123.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283033425284112114" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEa6NqTHvI/AAAAAAAAAyA/Exb48MhMQHI/s200/Image123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Peace sign for all and for the boring guy in bed. The other photo is me trying on this shirt. I think it looks very nice on me. Like some Jap shit. but no size. I just randomly snap the Picture. After the picture my cousin Hong Yao as me, why did you take me( laughing) I reply cus you are in the way ma ! By the look of the photo you know we were having a great time. ( we Watched IP man in malaysia. Very nice. Should go)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEar-kGcVI/AAAAAAAAAxo/PCTejQ12d7g/s1600-h/Image118.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283033180713414994" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEar-kGcVI/AAAAAAAAAxo/PCTejQ12d7g/s200/Image118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEasGAPdiI/AAAAAAAAAxw/cUggFwvYW04/s1600-h/Image121.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283033182710494754" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEasGAPdiI/AAAAAAAAAxw/cUggFwvYW04/s200/Image121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Oh, this is me (the Zi Lian one) taking photo on the bed while my another cousin beside me is doing the SAME thing as me. Taking self Picture (since it is the last day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEarD9ckNI/AAAAAAAAAxY/mYmbTfQNGkU/s1600-h/Image114.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283033164982030546" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEarD9ckNI/AAAAAAAAAxY/mYmbTfQNGkU/s200/Image114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEarnsu-5I/AAAAAAAAAxg/qJiF4N-KncE/s1600-h/Image117.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283033174575610770" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEarnsu-5I/AAAAAAAAAxg/qJiF4N-KncE/s200/Image117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again... Some unskilled acting. We just LOVED to act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEYqpWGEvI/AAAAAAAAAxI/NLbXLC9CZuE/s1600-h/Image111.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283030958814401266" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEYqpWGEvI/AAAAAAAAAxI/NLbXLC9CZuE/s200/Image111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEYqxgZ6xI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/7Md8dITvIV0/s1600-h/Image112.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283030961005128466" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEYqxgZ6xI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/7Md8dITvIV0/s200/Image112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with the reflection of the Grand piano and me with my cousin doing double hand. More like the tigers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEYp_7CkCI/AAAAAAAAAw4/AFPgwtb1SNM/s1600-h/Image106.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283030947695071266" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEYp_7CkCI/AAAAAAAAAw4/AFPgwtb1SNM/s200/Image106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEYqEFEQcI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Ws24fdQOV9g/s1600-h/Image108.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283030948810867138" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEYqEFEQcI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Ws24fdQOV9g/s200/Image108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; other cousin and him playing the piano passionately ( Just acting )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEYIYYeNbI/AAAAAAAAAwo/g1DFPXM4TRE/s1600-h/Image103.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283030370145416626" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEYIYYeNbI/AAAAAAAAAwo/g1DFPXM4TRE/s200/Image103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEYpC2rxZI/AAAAAAAAAww/0h3RqH8c-Pg/s1600-h/Image104.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283030931302237586" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEYpC2rxZI/AAAAAAAAAww/0h3RqH8c-Pg/s200/Image104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Me and him taking some photos. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEYFFZLXAI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/48noE_sykbg/s1600-h/Image100.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283030313508494338" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEYFFZLXAI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/48noE_sykbg/s200/Image100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEYFSQBWhI/AAAAAAAAAwY/pXmVBWthtVc/s1600-h/Image101.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283030316959750674" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEYFSQBWhI/AAAAAAAAAwY/pXmVBWthtVc/s200/Image101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Hong Zhi posing with the model. Having fun with them. And the right was the structure of snow and ice ? Nicely done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEYEwYHwhI/AAAAAAAAAwI/zwQnaU_BW3Q/s1600-h/Image096.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283030307866919442" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEYEwYHwhI/AAAAAAAAAwI/zwQnaU_BW3Q/s200/Image096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEYF5sMooI/AAAAAAAAAwg/qHRKjDde6gg/s1600-h/Image102.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283030327546913410" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEYF5sMooI/AAAAAAAAAwg/qHRKjDde6gg/s200/Image102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Those picture was taken when I was in Malaysia for holidays for 3 days. The right photo was taken because the detail of the art piece was sew on. Very nice and hard to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEXhf6ys4I/AAAAAAAAAwA/1tfuVV70Fo4/s1600-h/Image091.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283029702153515906" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEXhf6ys4I/AAAAAAAAAwA/1tfuVV70Fo4/s200/Image091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Acyclic Paint.( Not the main paint I used. So please do some study before you actually paint.) Of course I did mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEXgaoZA_I/AAAAAAAAAvw/CrHS4epQAjM/s1600-h/Image080.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283029683554288626" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEXgaoZA_I/AAAAAAAAAvw/CrHS4epQAjM/s200/Image080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEXg-GWUzI/AAAAAAAAAv4/_Ih4c42SRKo/s1600-h/Image086.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283029693075182386" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEXg-GWUzI/AAAAAAAAAv4/_Ih4c42SRKo/s200/Image086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Up close for further inspection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEXflSGfGI/AAAAAAAAAvg/HcGtb3tHazQ/s1600-h/Image078.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283029669233720418" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEXflSGfGI/AAAAAAAAAvg/HcGtb3tHazQ/s200/Image078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEXf86ywJI/AAAAAAAAAvo/kFOni67f6O8/s1600-h/Image079.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283029675578409106" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEXf86ywJI/AAAAAAAAAvo/kFOni67f6O8/s200/Image079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Third shirt that I painted. Spent lots of time thinking what to do with the shirt Love the front ( Left) Nicely done. The back is beautiful. Spent alot of time painting the back. I tried to paint the star more detail. But it got harder when the star is smaller. It is actually snow crystal. And my brush are wrecked. Too old. But I did it anyway : ) ( so pro me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEWjm8TzEI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/g4ctFwhJFY4/s1600-h/Image071.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283028638887038018" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEWjm8TzEI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/g4ctFwhJFY4/s200/Image071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEWkSGRvdI/AAAAAAAAAvY/DIMl-vBUJM4/s1600-h/Image074.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283028650471570898" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEWkSGRvdI/AAAAAAAAAvY/DIMl-vBUJM4/s200/Image074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This shirt was made for Jane's 20th birthday. Made fully by me and my paint brush. ( Personally think this is better than the First but Chun Kiat and Jane both like their shirt. That is all that matters) Front is on the left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEWirPnXmI/AAAAAAAAAu4/mKDahNMMwlw/s1600-h/Image067.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283028622861885026" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEWirPnXmI/AAAAAAAAAu4/mKDahNMMwlw/s200/Image067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEWjTLNwzI/AAAAAAAAAvI/-RaBkQohKEs/s1600-h/Image073.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283028633580847922" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEWjTLNwzI/AAAAAAAAAvI/-RaBkQohKEs/s200/Image073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; One of the shirt that Me and Cornelius Created. Got to be frank, first shirt wasn't so nice. But still it is the first that make one of my many dream real. This is made for Chun Kiat 20Th Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEVU9NptbI/AAAAAAAAAuw/9oyNqbRiTJA/s1600-h/Image056.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283027287655691698" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEVU9NptbI/AAAAAAAAAuw/9oyNqbRiTJA/s200/Image056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my hair colour now. Love brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEWjNcxToI/AAAAAAAAAvA/bKfEgBI5xSk/s1600-h/Image072.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283028632043867778" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEWjNcxToI/AAAAAAAAAvA/bKfEgBI5xSk/s200/Image072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another drawings. Both at different time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEVUqmxn_I/AAAAAAAAAuo/RGFHYLevleo/s1600-h/Image066.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283027282660794354" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEVUqmxn_I/AAAAAAAAAuo/RGFHYLevleo/s200/Image066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEVULeuudI/AAAAAAAAAug/5islGUeKAEg/s1600-h/Image058.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283027274305550802" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEVULeuudI/AAAAAAAAAug/5islGUeKAEg/s200/Image058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEVTGtf7wI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/pMm1RIo7VSk/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283027255845449474" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEVTGtf7wI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/pMm1RIo7VSk/s200/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEVTyarbaI/AAAAAAAAAuY/K8QHzwWnjY4/s1600-h/Image046.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283027267577671074" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEVTyarbaI/AAAAAAAAAuY/K8QHzwWnjY4/s200/Image046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nice ? Drew this during bridging class. " Lecture, you talk yours I draw my"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVETdpvHbVI/AAAAAAAAAuA/M0i6azUsIYs/s1600-h/Image090.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283025238022909266" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVETdpvHbVI/AAAAAAAAAuA/M0i6azUsIYs/s200/Image090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Taken this photo at Changi airport T3. Right outside some fancy restaurant. Nice tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVERMxukaZI/AAAAAAAAAtw/WE-gi0a-4Tw/s1600-h/Image087.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283022749087066514" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVERMxukaZI/AAAAAAAAAtw/WE-gi0a-4Tw/s200/Image087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVETdXt46GI/AAAAAAAAAt4/fM0m_rGLLa0/s1600-h/Image088.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283025233185925218" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVETdXt46GI/AAAAAAAAAt4/fM0m_rGLLa0/s200/Image088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just surprise that my dad's car is littered with mini leafs all over the car when then isn't a tree above the car and the tree beside it doesn't have mini leaf. Looks like my dad is learning how to camouflage the car. He need to do better than that !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVERMickRHI/AAAAAAAAAto/XzwFkf-30-M/s1600-h/Image083.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283022744985027698" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVERMickRHI/AAAAAAAAAto/XzwFkf-30-M/s200/Image083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, Just love this photo. Think no further. There are still OTHERS out there in my hardisk. I find this photo artistic. Love the hair. It look so much better without my face :x ( I look totally different now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVERL7iDsWI/AAAAAAAAAtY/l4p8sUyL9Ds/s1600-h/Image076.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283022734539075938" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVERL7iDsWI/AAAAAAAAAtY/l4p8sUyL9Ds/s200/Image076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVERMbutunI/AAAAAAAAAtg/waGD3uSd4k8/s1600-h/Image077.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283022743182097010" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVERMbutunI/AAAAAAAAAtg/waGD3uSd4k8/s200/Image077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVERLVxda0I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ymZXEdLwGIk/s1600-h/Image075.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283022724403129154" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVERLVxda0I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ymZXEdLwGIk/s200/Image075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;These photos were taken months ago when I am deciding which bag pack should I buy( still deciding -_-) Tough choice. It is either the design not to my liking or the price are too pricey. Just being what a price do. It literally shock you. I may take a long time to choose before I actually buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The start of the post is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just a little info about my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This one is original. I bet I am the only one who dreamt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think the main girl of my dream is Stephanie. Surprise ? Well I am. In fact I never in my life thought she would enter my dream. So here is how it goes. I was some how in a lift where I met stephanie's Brother. Her brother doesn't look like her brother. It was just like Steph change to a guy ? some how I knew it was her bro. So I ask him how she was and he said she is in the hospital. At that time, I was also somehow in the hospital so I went to visit her. The funny thing was she wasn't in a room or something, she was just in a mobile bed right outside the lift. Apparently she broke her leg. Surprisingly she have a baby. A very lovable baby. Cute with big bright eyes. Guess who is the husband ? It was Daniel from church. I barely know that guy and he appear in my dream. I also believe in real life, Step and Daniel they have no idea that either of them exist. The dream just ended like that. Very stange and unique kind of dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-6977540696127194346?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/6977540696127194346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=6977540696127194346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/6977540696127194346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/6977540696127194346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/12/231208.html' title='23/12/08'/><author><name>The management</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SVEtgAEJVTI/AAAAAAAAAyY/51BWm-F7TYM/s72-c/background+display+copy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-7105708850637200199</id><published>2008-12-06T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:37:54.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6/12/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Currently working on these mini project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Which due around the corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can't say much though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Christmass is coming !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Still no job ? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No worries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Need to enjoy my christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All else put aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;New song for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fantastic song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love you till the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Post some photo next time : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-7105708850637200199?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/7105708850637200199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=7105708850637200199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/7105708850637200199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/7105708850637200199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/12/currently-working-on-these-mini-project.html' title='6/12/08'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-4553967863452589749</id><published>2008-11-28T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T00:22:29.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey Peeps !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Share with you something interesting. I never thought I could be so inspired. Yesterday night, I was thinking about my NS last day. Pretty excited by it and kind of loss sleep. The funny thing is that during these period of time, I actually thought of MANY designs to be designed on a shirt. Mostly couple shirt. Idea kept on flowing in. I did not read any magazine or what, all I did was lying on my bed and waiting for myself to fall in a sweet dream. But I was awake to see the dark clear sky, rains. I knew perfectly clear that I will forget most of the idea once I woke up the next morning. Just like a dream. An ambious dream. A dream as a designer. Something I know will never come true in real life. To me that night was a lovely night. A night everyone longs for. Something that goes beyond resting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really did forget most of it. But I still recall some... I forgot almost all quotes. The result of lazy to switch on the light and write it out. Oh well, I am satisfy enough to say here that I actually had that dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-4553967863452589749?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/4553967863452589749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=4553967863452589749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/4553967863452589749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/4553967863452589749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-peeps-share-with-you-something.html' title=''/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-7974552665996613892</id><published>2008-11-19T21:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T22:14:44.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19/11/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SSQejWoCknI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dH0aSwH7aPw/s1600-h/Image066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270371056648098418" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SSQejWoCknI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dH0aSwH7aPw/s200/Image066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SSQejM9qcwI/AAAAAAAAAiI/ktImf4qAEvg/s1600-h/Image070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270371054054437634" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SSQejM9qcwI/AAAAAAAAAiI/ktImf4qAEvg/s200/Image070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SSQei1tgrOI/AAAAAAAAAiA/DatIJ3o0WJg/s1600-h/Seek+the+Father.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270371047812672738" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SSQei1tgrOI/AAAAAAAAAiA/DatIJ3o0WJg/s200/Seek+the+Father.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A little confession to be make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have not been paying much attention to my first day of commercial of law class. It is not the lecture fault, he is like so funny and FAST. But it is about this girl sitting at the front row of the class. I tell you, she is hot. Even from the back, the way she sits is like... nice. I like girls sitting in that manner. I should also tell you that is not any sexy way or sexual poses. But just like, twisting the leg in a attractive manner(At least to me) She got a pretty face, good figure nice legs. Is really hard to focus especially when the lec is standing infront of her. Leading me to see her. I must say that one the first day I was looking at her way too much. After the class we were in the lift going down then I don't why I stare at her. She look back and like got electric shock and I look away. The second day was worst, I feel that she is now looking at me. That keep me wanting to look at her more. Every time our eyes meet there was this lost in the world kind of feeling. I know she has a short boyfriend. But really, I catch her looking at me and it was kind of awkward. But I already refrain myself from looking. But I just got to see. She is fair, average height alright skull features and alright face. Big eyes and long coloured hair. Man, I must have lost my mind. I might be thinking too much. But I am going to control myself. It is really kind of crazy man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today's exam is pretty good. Straight forward question. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Surely gonna pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Got to change my blogskin soon.(help ?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-7974552665996613892?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/7974552665996613892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=7974552665996613892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/7974552665996613892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/7974552665996613892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/11/191108.html' title='19/11/08'/><author><name>The management</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SSQejWoCknI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dH0aSwH7aPw/s72-c/Image066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-4840415532166481969</id><published>2008-11-15T18:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:04:58.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15/11/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SR6sYxkRplI/AAAAAAAAAh4/WYMUZzWVuBQ/s1600-h/Edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268838155692385874" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SR6sYxkRplI/AAAAAAAAAh4/WYMUZzWVuBQ/s200/Edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know, So Zi Lian. No choice, I was bored. So have fun : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SR6sYWwO08I/AAAAAAAAAhw/x0mHZushVVY/s1600-h/background+display+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268838148494775234" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SR6sYWwO08I/AAAAAAAAAhw/x0mHZushVVY/s200/background+display+copy.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My creation, Nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some times I feel weird taking photo of myself you know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to let you know, I am purely straight. Just bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-4840415532166481969?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/4840415532166481969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=4840415532166481969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/4840415532166481969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/4840415532166481969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/11/151108.html' title='15/11/08'/><author><name>The management</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SR6sYxkRplI/AAAAAAAAAh4/WYMUZzWVuBQ/s72-c/Edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-5772842024550254512</id><published>2008-11-14T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T00:06:41.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14/11/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good day to all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is just another casual day. Maybe not that casual. Rather, a very busy day for me. On my position as a "Going to" Ord personel, it is totally unfair for me to work that hard. Like come on, Why am I doing the audit stuff when I am suppose to slack and laze around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks God today is friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Meet up with my church friend and have dinner together. Of course we talk too. About our life and stuff. Pretty interesting the way he view things. Is really different from mine and maybe he is too sensetive and look too much into a simple sentence ? I am not going to say what. Is for me to know and for you to guess forever. He also said that I could get a girlfriend easily. I told him" ya right, I kind of repel woman" I wonder if that was true ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recently I have wanting to watch a movie, so I watch a long time download movie to free space. I have not completed the movie but about half way there. I watch " P.S I Love You" I tell you, I love the song. " I'm going to love you forever" ? If anyone have the OST please sent it to me. The movie is in a very sad and touching way. I got to admit, it almost brings me to tears. Fantastic show. Although I have yet to complete watching it. Soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomorrow is back to school, another boring class coming right up. My previous subject pretty much sucks. I think I am also going to fail that one. Thanks GOD again that my classmate is writting a letter to inform the school of how the paper is set that were unfair to use. So hopefully they can help us all pass. hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK, not going to talk too much. I am preparing to ORD&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thursday on leave. Friday on leave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You know what to do ?&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/9505364-5772842024550254512?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/5772842024550254512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=5772842024550254512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/5772842024550254512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/5772842024550254512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/11/141108.html' title='14/11/08'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-2950279367228528426</id><published>2008-11-03T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:24:40.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3/11/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A quick update...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday night I got too excited over a few things which you most probably know. One of it is my face. I have been staring at myself and thinking... not too bad. Then I took a photo using my handphone and start to stare. This time, I was thinking wow... how do you get your girlfriends ? Is like pretty bad looking for a guy. Vanity part of the issue. I start thinking about the passed while I was on the bed trying to sleep. But these thoughts just float by. How dumb I was on this particular date. It was pretty crucial. I remember dressing up for the date. God provide me chances by making it a raining day. I took out the umbrella and just sheltered her across. What I could actually do is like hold her close to me instead of rubbing her hand against mine thinking that it was a simple date. But I some how knew my guts was a tiny little seed. I NEED to grow it. I will try my very best to thicken my skin. Especially with girls. I am losing myself. Thinking about all these nonsense. Last but not least is my exam. I haven really start studying. I know I am in for a deep trouble if I don't start tomorrow. Time is really limited now. I wanna style my hair I want to dye it. I still look ugly. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am lonely for Good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-2950279367228528426?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/2950279367228528426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=2950279367228528426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2950279367228528426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2950279367228528426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/11/31108.html' title='3/11/08'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-2966429845883110569</id><published>2008-11-01T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T22:54:18.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/11/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hello hello,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Must be suprise that I am back typing so soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Isit because of the little praise I got on the tagboard ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanna share with you a dream last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had one of the sweetest dream last night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You were right, with a girl and no, not with any of my ex. I got into another relationship again. Is a little blurish, I think I know that girl. Not going to tell you here dough. I cant. We were in another country. If I am not wrong we were at Malaysia. We kind of have our own sweet time together and lost the tour group. I hold her hand and we walk around to find. A little frighten, thinking some malaysian will rob us or something but of course they did'nt. If they did, it would be a fighting sence. You don't want that to happen right ? So it did not. We found our tour group in the end and realise it was a very nice dream. But to my suprise, I was late for school. lol So I pack my feeling and head to school. School end early today. The lecture is kind of slackish. Don't really like her. Just hope her exam is easy to study. Not asking too much right ? At least I think is reasonable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;School again tomorrow. Man... Life is such a drag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;High school musical 3 song not as good as the rest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I should catch a movie soon.&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/9505364-2966429845883110569?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/2966429845883110569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=2966429845883110569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2966429845883110569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2966429845883110569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/11/11108.html' title='1/11/08'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-5619416183802303014</id><published>2008-10-30T23:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T00:34:50.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31-10-08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SQneiyNQ-cI/AAAAAAAAAhg/CXdabNE_m50/s1600-h/Image064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262982328733465026" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SQneiyNQ-cI/AAAAAAAAAhg/CXdabNE_m50/s200/Image064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SQnejIET-TI/AAAAAAAAAho/K6TUuMkSeoM/s1600-h/Image065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262982334601492786" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SQnejIET-TI/AAAAAAAAAho/K6TUuMkSeoM/s200/Image065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SQneiiLnpiI/AAAAAAAAAhY/DnHF8pLqhkc/s1600-h/Image061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262982324431595042" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SQneiiLnpiI/AAAAAAAAAhY/DnHF8pLqhkc/s200/Image061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SQneBPvTeCI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/kFCdWgD01FI/s1600-h/Image062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262981752545310754" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SQneBPvTeCI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/kFCdWgD01FI/s200/Image062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;These photos reminds me of the good old pass time. I can smile and feel brighten up simply by looking at it. We were cheerful youth having great dreams. Why would any one let these great time pass by them not remembering it. I really feel hurt in knowing that I officially lost a friend. Although We have not been close these years but I do remember her. I may forget your birthday but I truly remember you. I have heard something about my friend about how much you suffer and what you might be suffering now and thought about it... it actually quite make sense what had happen. I never threw away these photos. Instead I place it in my diary. So when ever I am free and remember to write, I will look and those photos and just smile. But sadly, I fail to bring back the pass times and hopefully I could keep all my current friend I treasure. Although some time you guys could be a pain in the ass but overall, you guys are alright. I know that I could myself be a pain too. So we just live with one another with understanding. Knowing this is not a alone kind of strategy. It requires every one to play a part  to keep this relationship healthy and going. This applies for boy and girl friends. You understand me don't you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SQneA_ZN3YI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Irq60D6P5aU/s1600-h/Image060+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262981748157701506" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SQneA_ZN3YI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Irq60D6P5aU/s200/Image060+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; New photos I took for fun. Just thought it look nice. I did a little photoshop during my free time. comment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SQneAkzibkI/AAAAAAAAAhA/CvfTRYdkKDE/s1600-h/Image058.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262981741020343874" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SQneAkzibkI/AAAAAAAAAhA/CvfTRYdkKDE/s200/Image058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I don really look good in cap right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SQneAdHLMBI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ogP5qyJnMoA/s1600-h/Image057+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262981738955223058" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SQneAdHLMBI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ogP5qyJnMoA/s200/Image057+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; My new tucker cap. Sub-crew !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SQnd_WHAPtI/AAAAAAAAAgw/LmBlfyfIkHY/s1600-h/Testing.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262981719895588562" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SQnd_WHAPtI/AAAAAAAAAgw/LmBlfyfIkHY/s200/Testing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Not bad ah, just looking at it like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A Big HELLOE !!!! to all out there reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The long anticipated post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have been really really busy lately. Allow me to explain, Every Thursday, Saturday and Sunday I've got bridging module to attend. Thursday 7pm to10pm, Sat &amp;amp; Sun 9am to 5pm. And the following Wednesday is my exam. So timing is pretty tight. I only got like Thursday morning and afternoon to be like officially free till my night class(which also means start of new module) Have been working hard. So far two module have passed(Finish). Result are only out two weeks after. So I have no idea did I manage to pass it anot. For Principle of Management, I guess I will pretty much pass it. For the second module Principle of Marketing, I guess I can hardly make it ? Due to me writing alot of crap during the exam. I just forgot what to write and start making things out making sure I feel up the page. Marketing is REALLY hard man. I hardly understand it. Using out source to understand what the book is talking about. This busy schedule is going to happen till early DEC. After that could be a break and start finding part time job next year. I got a list full of things to buy. Just got to get enough cash for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My face just ain't recovering from the dumb scare. Maybe it is not that dumb since it manage to stay put on my face despite my numerous effort of getting it off. If any one have any recommendation please tell me. Talking about defect. I just realise one of my latest birth defect. I was inform by the dental that I was born with yellow big teeth. There is really nothing to smile about. Knowing that they could do nothing about the yellowness since I was BORN with it. The big teeth occupied my mouth making new teeth (Wisdom tooth) grow up half way. The doctor say that it will stay like that forever. If the wisdom tooth decay inside, I have to remove it. Or else I am pretty much save. Actually not, I also know that I got 7 decay tooth in my mouth. Fixed 3 so currently left with 4 more. I hate the dentist. Never once have good impression on them. The drilling makes my life harder to live. Causing tremendous pain. I took 3 injection TWICE to numb it. I am such a lousy dealer with pain. I cant tolerate it. Thus my mouth swell. Making my day even worst. Thanks GOD that the swell reduced after like 5 hours. Went to my cousin house to get some shows like Hot Shot( the Chinese basketball drama) &amp;amp; Friends Season 8 to 10. Head off to my class and was a little late. The lecture is really talkative and the worst thing is her English is pretty strong and have a little slang(acian or something, don noe how u spell that word) making it difficult to understand. Anyway I am attending Principle of Public Relation. Her notes are also pretty long. Hope the exam is going be easy because I cant take anymore leave already. Till the third week of November. Pretty much still sucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have been typing alot for now. Keep reading and enjoy it. The sadness of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;honestly it have been quite bored without a girlfriend, keep thinking of going back to the field I once left. But I know it will not be for the right reason. So I refrain myself from going back. Better to suffer alone than harming someone else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alright, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Peace out ^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-5619416183802303014?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/5619416183802303014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=5619416183802303014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/5619416183802303014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/5619416183802303014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/10/31-10-08.html' title='31-10-08'/><author><name>The management</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SQneiyNQ-cI/AAAAAAAAAhg/CXdabNE_m50/s72-c/Image064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-2542211560483291018</id><published>2008-09-24T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T21:34:07.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24/09/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*Note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am glad some friends actually came back wanted to gather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What is their main reason I don't really bother for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope that they know we are not after their money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We may not be the BEST friend, but hope you find your joy where ever you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't judge my friend base on remebering of birthday's date. Is not like they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;are not important, just not THAT important to spoil a friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you are willing to forgive, I am more than willing to apologize and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;contiune our friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feeling a little upset with a few things that happen in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As you all know one of which is Friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know. I am not sure if all this quarllering are worth it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why can't we just have peace and be friends ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Second thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am going to get out of serving the nation, tention flowing in as I decide on the course I am going to take the following year. From the looks of it, people around me are already living my dreams. Seeing that really jolt me back and think, what if I don't reach where they are ? Am i dead for sure? Oh well, God remind me that I am living my life for him. Not for my own personal gloryfication. So... what I am going to do doesn't really matter anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Trying to make peace.(State your rules and I will try to follow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/9505364-2542211560483291018?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/2542211560483291018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=2542211560483291018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2542211560483291018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2542211560483291018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/09/240908.html' title='24/09/08'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-6844384394921549206</id><published>2008-09-18T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T21:30:14.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19/9/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SNJOb6Ml0gI/AAAAAAAAAgg/eRQSD3qf9ww/s1600-h/Copy+of+Image050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247342757225550338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SNJOb6Ml0gI/AAAAAAAAAgg/eRQSD3qf9ww/s200/Copy+of+Image050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  CHeck it OUT !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different Colour !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaaha finally.... NOT BLACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SNJOcOH8icI/AAAAAAAAAgo/rn0F8bqGMeA/s1600-h/Image030+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247342762574776770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SNJOcOH8icI/AAAAAAAAAgo/rn0F8bqGMeA/s200/Image030+copy.jpg" 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/9505364-6844384394921549206?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/6844384394921549206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=6844384394921549206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/6844384394921549206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/6844384394921549206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/09/19908.html' title='19/9/08'/><author><name>The management</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SNJOb6Ml0gI/AAAAAAAAAgg/eRQSD3qf9ww/s72-c/Copy+of+Image050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-5885514866785302306</id><published>2008-09-11T19:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T21:11:40.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11/9/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SMkMI1Oq-gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/2G6jwaxe34U/s1600-h/Image043.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244736586916755970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SMkMI1Oq-gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/2G6jwaxe34U/s200/Image043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SMkLF9Wg6fI/AAAAAAAAAfo/97SEa2sQO3I/s1600-h/DSC00818.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244735438045899250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SMkLF9Wg6fI/AAAAAAAAAfo/97SEa2sQO3I/s200/DSC00818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The Photo on the left is kelvin &amp;amp; me. He is one of my friend in National Service. ORD already and heading to Canada for study. So is like a farewell party.(Me with my usual pose.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SMkLGG_USlI/AAAAAAAAAfw/fZMMM-Y1JpY/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244735440632957522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SMkLGG_USlI/AAAAAAAAAfw/fZMMM-Y1JpY/s200/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; This was taken in Takashima. Cute huh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SMkLGdAlxLI/AAAAAAAAAf4/NS_PFSokMVk/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244735446543877298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SMkLGdAlxLI/AAAAAAAAAf4/NS_PFSokMVk/s200/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SMkLGh6WaKI/AAAAAAAAAgA/lcnHfGNsU0Y/s1600-h/Image027+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244735447859882146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SMkLGh6WaKI/AAAAAAAAAgA/lcnHfGNsU0Y/s200/Image027+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Both of this photo was taken when we went to walk the bridges (Southern Ridges). Does this hat suit me? I should be a cowboy. What am I doing in Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SMkLG7wJtKI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ZtSJfIPlWSo/s1600-h/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244735454796428450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SMkLG7wJtKI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ZtSJfIPlWSo/s200/Image039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SMkMJMdR7jI/AAAAAAAAAgY/I5C4Lh_7TaI/s1600-h/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244736593152044594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SMkMJMdR7jI/AAAAAAAAAgY/I5C4Lh_7TaI/s200/Image040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; And this is my latest art. This is only part of it. Can't show you the rest yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Dearest Friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I am typing out what I want to tell you. Things that happen to me, with a swelling thumb. I actually feels pain in the heart and my thumb. When the pain comes to me the first thought was her. Then OUCH. Sat one side thinking. And I keep complaining that it hurts like a little boy. I am not good with pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Thanks to Basketball, I got 2 days MC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Firstly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I would like to say, I love my birthday present(Photo Album). It brings me back to the GOOD old days where life were still simple filled with joy. Looking back at those photos shows me how much I have grow. Sadly, my life is still a distant away from what God expectation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I just broke up. It was dreadful, but I got to do it. For the benifit of both parties in long term wise. Feeling kind of weird and not really use to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Read those word that are on the first page of the blog.( which is like when you just came in to my blog and you press nthg. There is these words scrolling down on its own)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Read it. I wrote it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-5885514866785302306?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/5885514866785302306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=5885514866785302306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/5885514866785302306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/5885514866785302306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/09/11908.html' title='11/9/08'/><author><name>The management</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SMkMI1Oq-gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/2G6jwaxe34U/s72-c/Image043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-3675690899589799760</id><published>2008-08-18T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T22:55:32.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SKmEP9OHtSI/AAAAAAAAAfI/bOGTEuwX8KI/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235861451461604642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SKmEP9OHtSI/AAAAAAAAAfI/bOGTEuwX8KI/s200/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SKmEQeKZewI/AAAAAAAAAfY/L2xObsBMzAs/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235861460304362242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SKmEQeKZewI/AAAAAAAAAfY/L2xObsBMzAs/s200/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How long has it been ? I get kind of out of mood to blog. But was told too so here I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Since I am blogging, why not upload the photos and post it ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The picture on the top was taken when I was out in Suntec City doing some shopping with Corn(in a manly way). Say these good looking guys and decide to dress up and took a photo with them. These racer are kind of short though. Perhaps I am too tall ? Anyway, we are talking about racing not basketball so height won't help in neither way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SKmEP4Q2JeI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/zuzY_-dvuBk/s1600-h/DSC00380.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235861450130859490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SKmEP4Q2JeI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/zuzY_-dvuBk/s200/DSC00380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  Saw what is on my hand ? Cotton candy !!! I look so small compare to it. Man... if I could just flex my arm, it will be like... so different( in a BIG way) This was taken one day before my birthday. Celebrating with my girlfriend at New York New York. It was really a wonderful meal. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SKmEQr_gy1I/AAAAAAAAAfg/3qjdBKhRcjU/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235861464016800594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SKmEQr_gy1I/AAAAAAAAAfg/3qjdBKhRcjU/s200/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; OH this is a classic I tell you. I had been to KFC thousands of times and never really thought of it. Click the picture for a larger view. What is so nice is the brim of the cup, there are little droplets of 7-up all around the circumference of the cup. It look really nice if I could take a clearer and nearer shot of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am going to make a stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am going to make a change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am going to save someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You pretty little thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-3675690899589799760?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/3675690899589799760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=3675690899589799760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/3675690899589799760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/3675690899589799760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-again-how-long-has-it-been-i-get.html' title=''/><author><name>The management</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SKmEP9OHtSI/AAAAAAAAAfI/bOGTEuwX8KI/s72-c/Image006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-2762542185184985749</id><published>2008-07-26T00:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T01:58:05.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoQMiK602I/AAAAAAAAAeo/vETxWqRGhtg/s1600-h/Image044.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227008125033960290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoQMiK602I/AAAAAAAAAeo/vETxWqRGhtg/s200/Image044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoK50hKGXI/AAAAAAAAAc4/FRf-RbXaHFA/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227002305983420786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoK50hKGXI/AAAAAAAAAc4/FRf-RbXaHFA/s200/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoJ0G2jzvI/AAAAAAAAAbw/GBKXInHzf8Y/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227001108314181362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoJ0G2jzvI/AAAAAAAAAbw/GBKXInHzf8Y/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are a few jokes to share with you. Today's blog will be filled with picture. Old picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoQM7_GkHI/AAAAAAAAAew/0nN3XxUDT-w/s1600-h/Image045.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227008131963719794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoQM7_GkHI/AAAAAAAAAew/0nN3XxUDT-w/s200/Image045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoQNZHUgFI/AAAAAAAAAe4/MTZMQRrlEcU/s1600-h/Image046.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227008139782815826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoQNZHUgFI/AAAAAAAAAe4/MTZMQRrlEcU/s200/Image046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some seneries from swiss hotel 43 level. Took it when I was on duty. Sshhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoQNg_it9I/AAAAAAAAAfA/Mzn5A5XUPnc/s1600-h/Image042.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227008141897676754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoQNg_it9I/AAAAAAAAAfA/Mzn5A5XUPnc/s200/Image042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoMhdhJoOI/AAAAAAAAAeA/-CuUIX1jWS4/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227004086515769570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoMhdhJoOI/AAAAAAAAAeA/-CuUIX1jWS4/s200/Image033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoMgkgYn5I/AAAAAAAAAd4/a3VfCWtGHOw/s1600-h/Image034.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227004071211736978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoMgkgYn5I/AAAAAAAAAd4/a3VfCWtGHOw/s200/Image034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Really really tiny hamster. Really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoMgf5fMrI/AAAAAAAAAdw/hVku_8eYlDI/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227004069974848178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoMgf5fMrI/AAAAAAAAAdw/hVku_8eYlDI/s200/Image032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, this. This is a picture that tells a hundred word. I was having lunch with my family at Raffles Hotel. Figure the rest out yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoMhlp8wBI/AAAAAAAAAeI/4vx3xndLeZI/s1600-h/Image038.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227004088700157970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoMhlp8wBI/AAAAAAAAAeI/4vx3xndLeZI/s200/Image038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  Nice right, taken just outside my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoLbKn7xhI/AAAAAAAAAdI/kBxrl313Jf4/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227002878853105170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoLbKn7xhI/AAAAAAAAAdI/kBxrl313Jf4/s200/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Some cartoon Drawings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoLb2DgSbI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/-jf1n3VJwVE/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227002890511468978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoLb2DgSbI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/-jf1n3VJwVE/s200/Image027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some Pretty article from the newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoLcI5_UfI/AAAAAAAAAdY/V0ZiN12cSJM/s1600-h/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227002895571833330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoLcI5_UfI/AAAAAAAAAdY/V0ZiN12cSJM/s200/Image028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoLcespY6I/AAAAAAAAAdg/G9iypj1Czu8/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227002901421450146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoLcespY6I/AAAAAAAAAdg/G9iypj1Czu8/s200/Image030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Guess what is these made out from ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoK5AJfqzI/AAAAAAAAAcg/RVWyxylqEUw/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227002291925527346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoK5AJfqzI/AAAAAAAAAcg/RVWyxylqEUw/s200/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoK46eP5uI/AAAAAAAAAcY/HppF4kyT6Cg/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227002290401961698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoK46eP5uI/AAAAAAAAAcY/HppF4kyT6Cg/s200/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoLazHJw9I/AAAAAAAAAdA/KRT2yKflr2A/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227002872541594578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoLazHJw9I/AAAAAAAAAdA/KRT2yKflr2A/s200/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoJ0mKclUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ZyG8ZA1Gfz0/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227001116719093058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoJ0mKclUI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ZyG8ZA1Gfz0/s200/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoJ0lK44sI/AAAAAAAAAcI/4JD0m3wW2l8/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227001116452512450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoJ0lK44sI/AAAAAAAAAcI/4JD0m3wW2l8/s200/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoJ0GtySTI/AAAAAAAAAb4/MA3DoNzxZCE/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227001108277381426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoJ0GtySTI/AAAAAAAAAb4/MA3DoNzxZCE/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoK5l_ePBI/AAAAAAAAAcw/GFq_NH7-4Mc/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227002302084037650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoK5l_ePBI/AAAAAAAAAcw/GFq_NH7-4Mc/s200/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoK5dlwYAI/AAAAAAAAAco/-wTDE4Lt6mE/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227002299828690946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoK5dlwYAI/AAAAAAAAAco/-wTDE4Lt6mE/s200/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoMgKy0TLI/AAAAAAAAAdo/r55_BapsryU/s1600-h/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227004064309726386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoMgKy0TLI/AAAAAAAAAdo/r55_BapsryU/s200/Image031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoJ1LbetSI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/CK9UHx3f2E0/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227001126722647330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoJ1LbetSI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/CK9UHx3f2E0/s200/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;    Few of my latest art work. Designing shoes ! A few design out here to choose. Need feed back. THinking if I could make money out of designing and painting the shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just wish to share with you that I had a nighmare that is almost like the 28days later zombie thing. I was the MAIN character. I got no mood to blog so just tell u the ending of the dream. I woke up before I die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-2762542185184985749?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/2762542185184985749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=2762542185184985749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2762542185184985749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2762542185184985749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/07/here-are-few-jokes-to-share-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>The management</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/_-VByNO7uGtc/SIoQMiK602I/AAAAAAAAAeo/vETxWqRGhtg/s72-c/Image044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-2898196118824127466</id><published>2008-07-11T09:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T10:24:25.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11-7-08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been browsing through blogskins recently in search of a new skin. From what it looks like to me is that most of the blogskins are for girls. Or are blogging for girls ? I'm stuck here for this question. Nevertheless, I found a few potential skins. It looks girly. But worth looking. Go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/info/the"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;www.blogskins.com/info/the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; following number"202484, 171714, 183572, 168840, 203003"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If any could tell me how exactly can I create a blogskin. I would be interested in learning it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I need to change my blogskin, hand phone skin &amp;amp; my skin? Look like a malay. Any way, my saturdays are mostly BOOKED. I am involve in the National Day Parade NE shows, the preview &amp;amp; actual. So it start from this Saturday and the following. Rest at 26 and continue the next two. By then, about four more days before my next TP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BOREdddd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BOrInngggggg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bOrINggggggggg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BoRInGGgggggggg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BORINGGGGGGGGGGGGGG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-2898196118824127466?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/2898196118824127466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=2898196118824127466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2898196118824127466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2898196118824127466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/07/11-7-08.html' title='11-7-08'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-3511790030702007336</id><published>2008-07-09T10:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T10:30:48.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8-7-08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday was the worst day of the month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Every thing turns sour. If you read my blog and remember, yesterday was my Traffic police Exam. Some wish me luck and I pray to God for calmness in my heart and not be too anxious. Used my half day leave. I made my way down to BBDC. Wait for an hour. I went the car and did my warm up. My vertical parking got a little problem but the rest were fine. After the warm up, I sat in the room where we wait for the examiner to pick us up. After wait for some time, I got my instructor and he seems all friendly. Sat in the car, check every thing and move off. I was scared somehow. While doing the slope, my car slide back a little and I saw him marking it. From that point, I knew I am done for. But there were no immediate failure so I carry on with the parking, My left leg (Which is the leg stepping on the clutch) was trembling badly. I bet you could even see it from the back. I have no idea what happen but it was shaking so badly I couldn't control the clutch well.  The instructor told me that I mount a kerb. I was thinking in my heart " Damn, this time sure die. As I was told numerous time not to mount kerb" He did not ask me to stop, so I continued. Then more mistake came in, the whole ride wasn't smooth.(because of my left shaking leg( felt like chopping it off.) I stop the car and went into the room where he told me the BAD news. My hand were ice cold and I was like so fuking stress up. After the result was announce, my mind went blank. I did not know what to do.  But I did book for a retest of course. I switch on my phone after the test and there are 4 msg and right after that 3 calls followed. I don't wish to announce but... So I did. I disappoint EVERY one, including my own expectation. Thinking back on my IPPT and shooting it grieved me even more. Wanted to cry but my eyes was too dried up. Spend some time venching out to Wen Chang. I think I take this exam too seriously. Wasted damn lot of money. Trust me, you DON'T wanna know how much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am such a weakling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can't do a damn thing right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-3511790030702007336?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/3511790030702007336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=3511790030702007336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/3511790030702007336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/3511790030702007336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/07/8-7-08.html' title='8-7-08'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-2418018688394975006</id><published>2008-06-30T20:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T10:29:45.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjXemMyRsI/AAAAAAAAAbg/aR2JGLKoysQ/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217657088958940866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjXemMyRsI/AAAAAAAAAbg/aR2JGLKoysQ/s200/Image037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjUWyVyq8I/AAAAAAAAAao/T8bkZp30oyQ/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217653656244104130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjUWyVyq8I/AAAAAAAAAao/T8bkZp30oyQ/s200/Image027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjUXfw3QHI/AAAAAAAAAaw/vlpxLkkRFv8/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217653668437246066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjUXfw3QHI/AAAAAAAAAaw/vlpxLkkRFv8/s200/Image032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjXfNeMu8I/AAAAAAAAAbo/YoQfwZiaVFs/s1600-h/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217657099500960706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjXfNeMu8I/AAAAAAAAAbo/YoQfwZiaVFs/s200/Image033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjUXpm0v1I/AAAAAAAAAa4/wK0Lc6ywIHY/s1600-h/Image029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217653671079493458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjUXpm0v1I/AAAAAAAAAa4/wK0Lc6ywIHY/s200/Image029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjUYOP0MdI/AAAAAAAAAbI/2CEYKutfYgk/s1600-h/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217653680915100114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjUYOP0MdI/AAAAAAAAAbI/2CEYKutfYgk/s200/Image036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjUvn5VDQI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/mYG7GB1GKsM/s1600-h/Image038.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjR0pqoSII/AAAAAAAAAaQ/7AdiIyYFMdM/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217650870776776834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjR0pqoSII/AAAAAAAAAaQ/7AdiIyYFMdM/s200/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjR09mts2I/AAAAAAAAAaY/uToHkoyCALs/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217650876129063778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjR09mts2I/AAAAAAAAAaY/uToHkoyCALs/s200/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjR1rfRk_I/AAAAAAAAAag/UVjygjVMj2s/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217650888445891570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjR1rfRk_I/AAAAAAAAAag/UVjygjVMj2s/s200/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjUX9adzZI/AAAAAAAAAbA/T7Yg-9zR4rw/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217653676396367250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjUX9adzZI/AAAAAAAAAbA/T7Yg-9zR4rw/s200/Image035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;These are the current new sets of picture I drew during my office hour. I need to stress that I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; very FREE during officer hour. I repeat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; free. I personally like the last picture. A nice breezy feel. The second last looks like it is sparkling. The eyes that is has juice in it. Last six drawing is nice. But once coloured, it some how lost the beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjUwHUnF2I/AAAAAAAAAbY/rxevbeSy-_M/s1600-h/Image038.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217654091373025122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjUwHUnF2I/AAAAAAAAAbY/rxevbeSy-_M/s200/Image038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Photo I took just outside my house. NICE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; {SHARING}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will share a little about today and hopefully can finish my post by tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First thing in the morning, I reminded myself not to drink any water but my throat feels like an empty well, cracking up inside. So I took a slip of water so that I would not affect my performance in my IPPT. I controlled my temptation and told myself I can't have creals today. Making my way to work, I manage to squeeze into the cabin and got there on time. As I was changing in my office and preparing for it, I can feel my heart beating faster than normal. I know I was worried that I cant get sliver. In the van, I keep on tell my friend how I feel and reward myself with a budget $3.80 Chicken Cutlet if I got sliver. Trying to control my anxiousness, I complete my warm up. Every thing went well. Got 5 for every station except for stand broad jump. That station also pulls me down. But this time, instead of failing that station, I got a nice 3 for it. Satisfy with my result, I told my self repeatedly to finish it off and not return to this place. So as I set off for the boring 6 laps 2.4Km run, I keep my target ahead(chicken cutlet). I ran as my leg grew heavy after a the last round and one of the instructor shouted "SLIVER ! " The word refreshed my mind and I opened my step and ran my last lap. After all that hard work, I was told that I lack of 7 Seconds to make it for sliver. Disappointed, I went back to my office and emo. My friend call me up and ask if I was still up for chicken Cutlet. No mood to train, I went for it. I ate alot after the failure. I have been training. But it just did not turn out too well. Now unsatisfied, I am going to retake my test next week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Family fun Day, it falls on the 28 of June. Said to be the largest event for our church. I personally felt God's present and his work. The first week of our out reach, the respond was like... BAD. 40 out of an expectation of 1000 ? But when it come closer to the event, the number grew. On the day itself, people start pouring into our church. Just wondering how many actually was interested in our church? Nevertheless, God's work never stop. It is still working among us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;More to come. But this post is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Peace Out ^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-2418018688394975006?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/2418018688394975006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=2418018688394975006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2418018688394975006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2418018688394975006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-will-share-little-about-today-and.html' title=''/><author><name>The management</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/_-VByNO7uGtc/SGjXemMyRsI/AAAAAAAAAbg/aR2JGLKoysQ/s72-c/Image037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-613824450533688107</id><published>2008-06-23T22:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T23:16:15.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Alright ! Time for pictures.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Pictures really help you to talk. But I will not over do it. It makes me feel like a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope there is more opportunity for me to upload more. But I hate the speed of uploading.{Arggg}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;First Up, Office group photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SF-19qsCE4I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/7Tug-jVQhqg/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215086964553945986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SF-19qsCE4I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/7Tug-jVQhqg/s200/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;From Left, Corliss, Fredric(which is me in case you don't know), Steven Ong, Kelvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Reason for taking group photos out if a sudden, Kelvin's last day in the office he hates and cant wait to get the hell out of there. Guess whose next to leave ?  Ya, you maybe right... maybe.. Is ME ! hahaha  And this photo looks like I am in the... err... Heavy Weight Championship? And I am the fittest in there. HAHAHA { Skinniest also la.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SF-28ClLupI/AAAAAAAAAaA/-qm9x00BCo4/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215088036119558802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SF-28ClLupI/AAAAAAAAAaA/-qm9x00BCo4/s200/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SF-2bVl18VI/AAAAAAAAAZw/O3wfz43xO1Q/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215087474286915922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SF-2bVl18VI/AAAAAAAAAZw/O3wfz43xO1Q/s200/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SF-2bInQlwI/AAAAAAAAAZo/D1jn4tk4NEo/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215087470803195650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SF-2bInQlwI/AAAAAAAAAZo/D1jn4tk4NEo/s200/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SF-1tqaM2eI/AAAAAAAAAZI/swk8OM_ObTU/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215086689601247714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SF-1tqaM2eI/AAAAAAAAAZI/swk8OM_ObTU/s200/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;This is how my table looks like. Fill with shits of papers. {Comparing messy table ? you got to stand back) First Photo, as you can see. There are stapler, a stapler removal and a date chop. Take a closer look, they are all sticking to the panel thanks to the magnet and my creative brain juice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Sticking stapler, stapler removal and a date chop on a panel = Save Lots of space. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Third Picture, just want to show off the cute human shape colour clips. ( I don't really use the word cute, except on girls but this is exceptional) The picture at the bottom is my favourite picture cutting from the newspaper. Beautiful, I tell you... Really artistic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SF-2a51_MHI/AAAAAAAAAZg/k6PYWIPrJ_E/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215087466838438002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SF-2a51_MHI/AAAAAAAAAZg/k6PYWIPrJ_E/s200/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;My very own mixture of nuts found at home. A good for health snacks. Mixture of dried raisin and cranberry, Brazil nuts and almond nuts. I am beginning to love nuts. Keep on eating. Must watch my tummy. HA HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SF-27u3VZmI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Bf5LscEyUvo/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215088030826980962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SF-27u3VZmI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Bf5LscEyUvo/s200/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SF-28FAfRwI/AAAAAAAAAaI/EYGb7hrBxag/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215088036770957058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SF-28FAfRwI/AAAAAAAAAaI/EYGb7hrBxag/s200/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;FAMILY, the one on the left shows how my younger cousin bully her dog. Always showing it off. Does it look like leo ? But this dog behaves. He will always follows you around the house(That only applies on food), never barks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The Picture on the right. Arr... Classic. Is a family portrait yearSSSS ago. Click for a larger view. My cousin and I was laughing at how we use to look then. Really memorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SF-1eoq-rrI/AAAAAAAAAZA/-g5vLoXu5I4/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215086431436713650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SF-1eoq-rrI/AAAAAAAAAZA/-g5vLoXu5I4/s200/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SF-1O4GNQLI/AAAAAAAAAY4/vg9Zhp9HYTk/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215086160699539634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SF-1O4GNQLI/AAAAAAAAAY4/vg9Zhp9HYTk/s200/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SF-1IqDWqiI/AAAAAAAAAYw/O2BJ1Pa40x8/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215086053850262050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SF-1IqDWqiI/AAAAAAAAAYw/O2BJ1Pa40x8/s200/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;As you can see, my drawing skill have... improved ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;These picture comes out from my free time in office. I know, it is not perfect or no where near the foot of it. I don't know, I can't do shading. I just can't imagine. Or did I just rush through the process to see the out come ? The third one is the LATEST. It took me about an hour to complete. I can't seems to get the skirt right. Suppose to be some emo kid. Looks like it to you ? I hope so. I will work on more { PSP aside} It really takes up valuable time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Well, hope you like the post. Do tag more ya ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Changing song too. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;^Peace out^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-613824450533688107?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/613824450533688107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=613824450533688107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/613824450533688107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/613824450533688107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/06/alright-time-for-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>The management</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/_-VByNO7uGtc/SF-19qsCE4I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/7Tug-jVQhqg/s72-c/Image009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-6465464077883746030</id><published>2008-06-19T10:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T11:14:31.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19/06/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Hi guys,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Felt like blogging so I shall blog a little more this month. : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Be Grateful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Yesterday I came across this auntie while I was on my way home. Maybe she needs to get out of the house to get some stuff or is she just plain selfish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;While I was on my way back home from work. Every thing seems normal, only this few days I had to go through the Pasa MAlam to get home. While I was walking through looking at those delicious looking fried food, I saw this auntie standing there admiring the oily food.*Note that I was very close to her when I was walking pass. Cus squeezy* When I take a closer look there are spots on her arm and the rest of the body parts and if I am not wrong those on her body are either chicken pox or mesaer(Not sure if I spell it correctly). Those were diseases that can be spread. Via blue tooth or infrad(Just Kidding) But really those diseases can be spread through human contact or sharing with things( I think*) And there she is out there with the crowd. People who have not been infected with it will have a higher chance of getting it and I am one of those who were not infected yet because of the vaccine injection I had years ago when I was REALLY young and cute.(May be not cute, but YOUNG). I was just an inch before I bump into her. I didn't want to suffer. So I here by complaining about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;A few good movie to watch this month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;* Don't Mess with the ZoHan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;*Missing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;* The Incredible Hulk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;* Get Smart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;One movie a week and you will complete the set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Watching one of those four tonight. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;* McDonald chili is getting spicier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-6465464077883746030?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/6465464077883746030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=6465464077883746030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/6465464077883746030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/6465464077883746030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/06/190608.html' title='19/06/08'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-8586870512536921164</id><published>2008-06-12T21:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:14:28.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12/06/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ahloha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Is sure good to be back. Back here because of popular demand. So I am going to share some photos with you all and I will talk from then on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SFEvSGUsj2I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/fKvOBPF2EDc/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210998231825944418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SFEvSGUsj2I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/fKvOBPF2EDc/s200/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt; This Is the team number we are in when we(Ronson, Tart and Me) are playing our division amazing race. After all that bonding and fun together, we came in 14 because of integrity. Others cheated to get first. But we insist of fighting our way there. Our actual position is 26. See how far we actually jumped. Satisfied with our prizes(6 pairs of movie tickets for the three of us.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SFEvRYWH42I/AAAAAAAAAWI/akG7YwQd584/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210998219483898722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SFEvRYWH42I/AAAAAAAAAWI/akG7YwQd584/s200/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SFEvShoEN-I/AAAAAAAAAWY/-3mQQ0FhqZE/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210998239154943970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SFEvShoEN-I/AAAAAAAAAWY/-3mQQ0FhqZE/s200/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SFEvTKh74QI/AAAAAAAAAWg/sSA9RrxDGc0/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210998250135085314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SFEvTKh74QI/AAAAAAAAAWg/sSA9RrxDGc0/s200/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SFE11ewlMrI/AAAAAAAAAWo/NiMgD7zdgVE/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211005436750541490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SFE11ewlMrI/AAAAAAAAAWo/NiMgD7zdgVE/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;(Copy the picture and rotate right once) Is a ceiling lamp swing in sequence.{ Interesting}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;For these few photos, it tells a visit to the museums. First photo is where I first discovered the detail of the following museum which entitle free admission. So we visited 2 museum. One of it is the Singapore Art museum and National museum. Second picture was taken at national museum. A gigantic 3D art piece. Is SUPERB TALL. I don really like it. Cus is taller than me. {haha Kidding....NOT} This lead us to the third picture. Taken outside the National Museum rest room. Suppose to be nice. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SFZT2LTpdBI/AAAAAAAAAW4/H4HwW7Xheos/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212445808941167634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SFZT2LTpdBI/AAAAAAAAAW4/H4HwW7Xheos/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SFZT3hzFj2I/AAAAAAAAAXA/ylMcvGdfqd0/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212445832158482274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SFZT3hzFj2I/AAAAAAAAAXA/ylMcvGdfqd0/s200/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SFZT4AZRUHI/AAAAAAAAAXI/d6Y6JhXF-yo/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212445840371699826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SFZT4AZRUHI/AAAAAAAAAXI/d6Y6JhXF-yo/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SFZT4Ssx0pI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/9-JW3cinJlQ/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212445845285360274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SFZT4Ssx0pI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/9-JW3cinJlQ/s200/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Check it OUT ! The picture on the top are my new shoes. It is going to replace the old and dirty about to retire Nike shoes(Picture on the bottom right) The all new Nike Air Force (Not sure of the colour but I think is like.. White with beach) The price are hurtful{Even though I got it at a good price. It cost me $135. It's original price $148.90 drop to $139 after I bought it. Although it is still more expensive than what I got, but I could have bargain to like.. $130( My est Price, the auntie don even wanna go near that price when I bought it.) Anyway the new shoes are undergoing relaxation treatment so that it will not be so stiff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SFZT1jz_ILI/AAAAAAAAAWw/hVOiRslmfm4/s1600-h/16052008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212445798339387570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SFZT1jz_ILI/AAAAAAAAAWw/hVOiRslmfm4/s200/16052008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;What I am eating are a mix of Oreo cookies with vanilla and choc ice-cream I got for donating $3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Some one say I look cute. But I am sure I don't. I just cant bring out the tempted face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Today -&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I just got news from my supervisory that she is going to extent her leave to Wed ? Because her dad has admitted to hospital. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&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/9505364-8586870512536921164?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/8586870512536921164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=8586870512536921164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/8586870512536921164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/8586870512536921164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/06/120608.html' title='12/06/08'/><author><name>The management</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://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/SFEvSGUsj2I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/fKvOBPF2EDc/s72-c/Image016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-4643624479846331492</id><published>2008-05-22T10:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T10:58:49.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22/05/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ahh... I finally realise and accept the fact that I cant really draw the hand and feet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Why are eyes and hair so easy to draw and the rest are like... ###%@#@#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;My life are currently filled with driving practices, even up to the extend of taking leave because of the slot that are available. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Suxs.. (Waste my EDO... Now I have ORD 1 day later..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Been thinking back to what I want to study after my NS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Business major in Event Management my favourite course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Going to check it out this Friday after my driving lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Dreaming all these while to make it BIG.... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIGGER&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIGGEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Eatting sweets all day long. Tired of training. Beening stoping for like.. a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;BUT I DON WANNA GROW FATTT!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;haha, FOOD FOOD FOODDDD ~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-4643624479846331492?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/4643624479846331492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=4643624479846331492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/4643624479846331492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/4643624479846331492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/05/220508.html' title='22/05/08'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-4993533846326209250</id><published>2008-05-16T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T12:08:34.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16/05/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So of things I am unhappy about in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just too much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Perhaps I should have MORE of those HACK CARE attitude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It might work things out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I just got news about my rank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is been PUSH to June. No back pay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It sucks. TOTALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got piss off. Really piss off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Was asked to do a composition on a certain topic and I chose my Ambition. Wrote half a page long of words. After the writing that took me quite a while to finish it because didn't writing it for so long. My Head PNS came and speak to me. Regrading my promotion. This time, she speaking nthg about my IPPT and SHoot cus i excel in BOTH of it? She said " you are in the NON-PROMO track. Means you have to wait until you reach a year in division(which I DID)". She carries on saying that is a must to wait at LEAST one year. Ok, now is AT least one year. So I ask"no back payment ?" She said no. Then she said I have to wait till June with 5 other same people facing the same problem as me. I hope is not the same batch as me. If not, I will screw the PNS ppl. Letting me wait for so damn long plus a false hope of waiting for so long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guess I need to pray earnestly for a control in my temper. Is raging up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry, but there is really nothing good to update you ppl about. It is all BAD and BAD and REALLY BAD things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Isolating soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-4993533846326209250?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/4993533846326209250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=4993533846326209250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/4993533846326209250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/4993533846326209250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/05/160508.html' title='16/05/08'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-3660122342979868399</id><published>2008-05-14T14:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T15:53:44.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14/05/08</title><content type='html'>I WANT TO COMPLAINT !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you get after paying 50 cents ?&lt;br /&gt;= Malay gueh with rice at the bottom and coconut milk at the top which is equivalent to fats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you get after buying a delicious looking Mcfurry ?&lt;br /&gt; = Whole cup of fats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you get after buying one bowl of curry chicken and savourying its juice flowing out of the chicken ?&lt;br /&gt;= Curry make of coconut milk which is also equivalent to fats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much fats. Fats is everywhere. Worst of all, is IN there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skinny yet not fat free. Even milk can be 99% fat free. Why cant I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working out are really getting boring. Sometime I feel like sleeping halfway through the workout. Sometime I just walk out of the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaping up has always been my goal before I ORD from the Police force. Sorry let me adment it, is 6 pack. Looks like is a hopeless goal. One that I could achive only if I have more self control over food  and do more running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food can be LESS tempting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks God I am broke. If not I will be more food to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I do eat. Just don't wish to eat more than I should.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-3660122342979868399?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/3660122342979868399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=3660122342979868399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/3660122342979868399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/3660122342979868399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/05/140508.html' title='14/05/08'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-8132664291244004248</id><published>2008-04-28T12:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T21:53:46.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28/04/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hello again !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Amazing isn't it ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Blogged TWICE within a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Rare, but anything could happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;You may have thought of my reason for blogging is proberly something intersting have happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yes, something interesting had happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;It's really dumb. Really... Really... DUMB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;It was a dream. Dream are meant to be dumb?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;HAHA WhatEva ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;It all happen yesterday night and I just happen to recall it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Total of 2 dreams in one night. It wasn't a very good night. Humid weather plus dumb dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;If I didn't remember wrongly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;It was about the church youth in this... place. It looks like a place where we are going to perform? There is stage and seats. An Auditorium. I was helping out and some how what I did was wrong. And kept got scolded by Wei En. Our youth in-charge. It just keep going on. Creating a phobia on him. But of course, once I woke up I can't remember it any more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Second Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Strangly, this time was about my Shatec friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;{Fact}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;His name is nicklas(Spelling Wrong, figure out yourself) and has a girlfriend ( forgot the name). Both of them were in my class. After graduating from shatec, I met nick &amp;amp; gf at queensway(unintentionally) and found out nick had a sickness which some how transform him from a alittle plum guy to a very skinny guy. I pity him of course. {This happen last year. Before oct?}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;{Dream}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Some how, I visited nick in the hospital. I were talking to his gf (forgot what we were talking about) but she cried after she finish. She brought me to see nick. Nick lying on the bed looking weak. Then all of a sudden, I woke up. haha I remember nick wasn't warded to the hospital. He was already OUT of it. I still find it strange to dream about my shatec friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Well, thats about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;So... good night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;A chocolate bar a day keep the treadmill running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-8132664291244004248?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/8132664291244004248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=8132664291244004248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/8132664291244004248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/8132664291244004248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/04/280408.html' title='28/04/08'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-6969229738444950779</id><published>2008-04-17T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T17:12:37.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17-4-08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOd AFTER NOONNNNN ~~~~~~~~ !!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I am back after so long. Not really that long. Only like... 1 month ? Plus + Plus? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Anyway, I will only share the most interesting things that happen during this month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;First things is the cab thing. My mom, Small + big sis and me went out for dinner by cab. In this cab( I don remember the colour or the brand of the cab) I sat at the front seat. The driver put his umbrella on the front passenger seat, occupieding the 1/4 of the seat. Feeling uncomfortable, I took notice of the surrounding of the cab( I does it every time even though there is no umbrella lying there). This driver is listen to chinese oldies. Which happen to be the oppsite of mine. I listen to english oldies and I love it. Not CHINESE oldies... Might as well blast me with chinese new year songs. Got off the cab, had our dinner plus shopping ( the whole duration took us 2 hrs) Carrying lots of stuff, my mom decided to take a cab home. So I flag a cab and we got in. Once I sat down at the front passenger seat, I notice this umbrella that is blocking me again. Thinking to my self " where got so unlucky, took 2 cab and both all put umbrella at the front. Second thing I notice is the music. Is like... the same channel, I turn my head and stare at the driver. I ask him, " are you the one who drove us just now?" He quickly reply " NO.." I think about it and ask again.. " Are you sure ? I think you drove us just now. I remember the umbrella" Then he say " Ohhh isit.. I drove so many people just now. I don remember. I only remember I drove there twice( one of it happen to be us). Then I piss off. If you cant remember just say la. Say no for what. Not like I want to reconcile with him. So there you go, took the SAME cab in a day. He did not wait there. But drove around and happen to come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Second,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;On this particular Saturday, cloud was dark and it seems like it is going to rain. But I am lazy to carry any thing  (including my PSP) so I quickly walk out of the house without umbrella despite being nag at. Met her and we went for breakfast at the prata house located at Clementi. It was already drizzering. Met corn too. After the breakfast, is was about time to go but it was raining heavy. Kind of regret not bring umbrella. She cant get wet so we cant go any where. Corn brought along his helmet and jacket so he went of first. Leaving us behind. Thought about lots of way to get out of the blk but all requires us to get wet. Walking along the pathment front and back. Suddenly I thought of this idea, there is a vcd rental shop. Why not we rent a show and borrow some chairs, TV &amp;amp; their player to watch ? I try asking the sales lady who is alone that moment. She seems reluctant but nevertheless, she agreed. So that Saturday, we spent 1 hour watch Drum some(some chinese movie) and waited for the rain to stop. That movie was nice. Too bad we got to go off once the rain stop. Or we have to stay there longer. So there you go. A day spent in the VCD rental shop. I thought it was really interesting. No one ever try that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I Passed my Final Theory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;TP Test At 8 July 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This month is way better then last month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Hope I can make full use of this month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-6969229738444950779?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/6969229738444950779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=6969229738444950779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/6969229738444950779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/6969229738444950779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/04/17-4-08.html' title='17-4-08'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-9067431868251686871</id><published>2008-03-02T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T21:33:31.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/3/08</title><content type='html'>WAH&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;h !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;One month since I last blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dreadful place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So many things had happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;give you a preview on what is going to happen in March(Which is this month)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- Theo Talk(church event) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;92 guys are in-charge of the game for the event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Duration is 30min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;First week is the Ice-breaker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Second week is the Competitive games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Third week is the second round of Competitive games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Last week is the round up of the games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Suppose to let the boys be incharge of the games but due to some reason, we are lack of ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- Final Theory Test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FTT practice at 14:10-14:55 {Friday 11/4}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FTT 15:15-16:15{Friday11/4}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Driving Lesson on the 10, 13, 18 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- Annual General Meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;29/3/08 {Church Meeting}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;That is all about March for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Feb 20, a blessing God has given to me,  after praying for so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Give thanks to God for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Now We are a Pair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A bottle and a cap, bee and honey, {Matching as it can be}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-9067431868251686871?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/9067431868251686871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=9067431868251686871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/9067431868251686871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/9067431868251686871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/03/2308.html' title='2/3/08'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-6371841111308675938</id><published>2008-02-06T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T23:11:19.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5/02/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R6nNlMaXiuI/AAAAAAAAAVg/L8YIyp1z87k/s1600-h/31012008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163884486627658466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R6nNlMaXiuI/AAAAAAAAAVg/L8YIyp1z87k/s200/31012008(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Corn full face on scotter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R6nNmMaXivI/AAAAAAAAAVo/d_NJGEyqMy8/s1600-h/31012008(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163884503807527666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R6nNmMaXivI/AAAAAAAAAVo/d_NJGEyqMy8/s200/31012008(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Modify !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R6nNmcaXiwI/AAAAAAAAAVw/BjMMWvg6qXQ/s1600-h/DSC00580.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163884508102494978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R6nNmcaXiwI/AAAAAAAAAVw/BjMMWvg6qXQ/s200/DSC00580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Lin Sheng And me (Original)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R6nNnMaXixI/AAAAAAAAAV4/nAdxiCDVIJY/s1600-h/DSC00583.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163884520987396882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R6nNnMaXixI/AAAAAAAAAV4/nAdxiCDVIJY/s200/DSC00583.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Second Pic (Spot the Different)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R6nNnsaXiyI/AAAAAAAAAWA/WJU7exaMKwI/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163884529577331490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R6nNnsaXiyI/AAAAAAAAAWA/WJU7exaMKwI/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Me and my cousin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;HEy HEY !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start by telling you what happen on Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning I went to repair my bicycle, send my pants for talior and went to the bank and did nothing( the bank was flooded with people. Reach home and did househole chores. That include skipping young adult fellowship.&lt;br /&gt;Sad and almost meanless day. Visit my Daiyi at night. Still in the mids of recovering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, got to rush home after church to attend a wedding with my dad on behalf of my mom who is not feeling well. Make a guess which part I enjoy the most,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the FOOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you get it correct? It was damn bored. The person who is getting marry is my grandpa cousin's son. So basically every one is a stranger to me except my dad and my uncle. My table was a blessing. Because there is only like 9 person and out of the 9, 3 were old lady(one with no teeth) 3 were a family that left half way through dinner because his son is sleepy and the rest is my uncle, aunty, my dad and me. Dinner was good. Reach home about 12+am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Woke up and realise it was Monday. Say no more. It is work all the way. After work, I cycle to the talior shop to retrive back my pants. Plainly that day I spend $20. Did more housewhole chores untill 12am++ (can you believe it? Worst than Cinderalla) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thanks God my supervisory was on leave the next day. So... say no more. It is King of Fighter time. Had basketball during lunch and contiune my game till it was time to go home. Had reunion dinner( My family will have it before the eve. Invited all my mom and sis friend)( &amp;amp; Corn, don complain. I did not invite ANY of my friend. Besides, they are yearly invited guest.) Went to NTUC fair price to buy scallope at 11.30pm. Slept at 1 +am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Woke up and hurry off to work. To my surprise, there is actually SITS available for me to sit. Stunt yet happy, I sat on one of the empty sits. Share the strangeness with my friends and they say the same thing. Work was a BREEZE man. haha Sit there and let the time pass by you. Before heading home I went to the bank to do my signature thingy. Amazingly the que is short. So I did my signature thing already. Got a new ATM card. hahaha Quite satisfy with today. Did some washing and brushing in the toilet. Every things is good. Had dinner at my grandpa house and here I am blogging about the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Rejection is part of downs in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-6371841111308675938?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/6371841111308675938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=6371841111308675938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/6371841111308675938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/6371841111308675938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/02/50208.html' title='5/02/08'/><author><name>The management</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/_-VByNO7uGtc/R6nNlMaXiuI/AAAAAAAAAVg/L8YIyp1z87k/s72-c/31012008(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-7035829836313745560</id><published>2008-01-29T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T22:00:23.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29-01-08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;At last something interesting happened today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Note: (Compare to you, it might not be as interesting as it is)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;In the morning, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mdm&lt;/span&gt; sent for for special &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dispatch&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MND&lt;/span&gt; building, so I make my way down to the transport department. He drove us off the complex and said that today I want to slack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; so I will be going a bigger round. I said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; and I am fine with it. So we were driving along &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;chinatown&lt;/span&gt; and turn in to Smith Street. We saw many car reversing and drove out of the lane so we(in the Police Car) drove in to check it out. This Lorry is unloading some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; new year goods and saw us waiting at the back, he drove to the front and stop at the Double Yellow Line. So we stop beside the lorry, wind down the window at stare at the driver. He too, wind down the window and my driver said" Uncle, here cannot stop faster go before I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;summan&lt;/span&gt; you" The uncle said HUH? then I said" UNCLE, you better go now. I am GOING to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;SUMMAN&lt;/span&gt; YOU." He reply, I am unloading stuff then will go already. Then I say" 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Min's&lt;/span&gt; I will be back to check. If you still here I will REALLY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;summan&lt;/span&gt; you." Wind up the window and drove away. The feeling is both good and felt sorry for him. Of course I know he is unloading stuff. Some more is big stuff. But I just join in the fun. Any way, in the afternoon we played basketball. About 1.35 like these I hurt my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pinky&lt;/span&gt; by intercepting the ball. I thought it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, not a big deal. So I continue to play. At 2pm, 3 players took rebound 3 stand and see(I was one of them). One of the player taking the rebound smack the ball downward and was about to hit the guy look, he smack it away in time and hit the side of my face( I was only in time to turn my head) Then my eyes was bloodshot red and swell(minor ?). I thought it was quite dumb to get hit by the ball and swell. I played so many time not even ONCE it make my eye &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;swollen&lt;/span&gt;. Depressed, I took ice and wrap it with tissue and rub my eye. Now recover 90% of it already. I was thinking, if it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; recover, I will take MC. But too bad la. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I went to the hospital to see my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;auntie&lt;/span&gt;. Her stroke got worst. Kind of sad looking at her, helplessly laying in bed. She keep thinking of the bad stuff which make it even worst. The cause of her stroke is a blood colt in her head. Sound kind of serious. But I believe it is recovering. Because she can speak and minor move her body already. Still, she hardly have the control of her fingers. Her hand is kind of weak so it is hard to hold even a cup. Drove home by my cousin lorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Tired and plenty to kill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Regeneration&lt;/span&gt;.&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/9505364-7035829836313745560?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/7035829836313745560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=7035829836313745560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/7035829836313745560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/7035829836313745560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/01/29-01-08.html' title='29-01-08'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-7715397002586456287</id><published>2008-01-28T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T14:42:50.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28/01/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Felt cold...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Really cold...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Perhaps I am sick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Too stress about things happening around me and thing that are about to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Did some cleaning for Chinese new year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tolerate some Chinese new year song by trying to enjoy it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Did lots of bible reading(Amazingly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Did a routine plan for efficient work flow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[ Once I get home, I go down for a run till 7.15 or 7pm. After that will be dinner, follow by bathing. After bathing will be studying till 10 pm. At 10 pm it will be bible studying till 10.45 or 10pm.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It looks pretty workable and resonable. I have been trying out for 3 to 4 days last week and it is working well. One thing I felt discourage when I had planned for the DG session yet it did not came out smoothly. I am just not build to do public speaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Any way, Most lightly I will not be online tonight untill Friday. Contact me vide my handphone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Need to stay focus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So Tired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-7715397002586456287?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/7715397002586456287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=7715397002586456287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/7715397002586456287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/7715397002586456287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/01/280108.html' title='28/01/08'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-6222359832519037134</id><published>2008-01-23T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T14:52:14.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23-01-08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have finally bought my O' Level text book. Super thick and super expensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I will be doing Sciences &amp;amp; math &amp;amp; english this year.(Doing in terms of Studying.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Science will be Chem mix with Physic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Next year will be POA + Humans + English. But next year is schooling already la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So I wont be blogging so often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I nv thought I would want to study, but I was wrong. I am SOO INTO it. ( for the moment)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Who wanna Accompany me ? Studying alone is really boring... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SIAN AH !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pack with things every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-6222359832519037134?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/6222359832519037134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=6222359832519037134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/6222359832519037134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/6222359832519037134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/01/23-01-08.html' title='23-01-08'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-4264937378218422131</id><published>2008-01-19T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T23:05:25.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19/01/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Just realise I have been given wrong info( unintentionally). She goes back on Monday which is 21 Jan instead of 20 Jan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I had clean the my table and mop the floor today, dug out a lot of past memories. Those photos from seconday school. I look so happy then. It is really sweet to see the past and saw every one you ever know. Just love the past. Too bad, future is not making much space for the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dad and I talk while he was driving to my grandpa house. That conversation is much prefered. Because there is no study or books involve. He was talking about phone and "blackberry". He said BLUE BERRY at first. I was thinking phone got blueberry meh.. Then I corrected him. When he talks about electronic stuff, he really flunk it. It takes me a while to get hold of what he is trying to say. Any way, in one of the conversation he talk about DEATH. He said" I won't regret a thing even though ah goong and ah ma pass away. Because I have already did my best in showing love and providing them with materials need." The next moment, I was thinking about her. I was thinking" true, I won't have any regret either. I have give her every I possible could." But the next thought came in " I still don't wish to let her go." Some time is really out of your own control. It is God's will. One of these days he will take my grandparent away. One of these days, he will take her away.( Only the day is SO MUCH sooner) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Got kind of moodless tonight. Thinking that she is really going to leave this country and who know when will she be back again. Yesterday night I was drinking coffee with Cornelius in Coffee Bean. Talk about her and XL. I like to talk to corn, because we can get so carried away that I will not think of any thing else but LAUGH. We are born to be friends. The night is not getting any younger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So Good night friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Take good care of my baby, don't ever make her blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Once upon a time, that little girl was mine, if I wasn't in Singapore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I know she never be with you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;take good care of my baby, don ever make her cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Be as kind as you can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Make rainbows all around keep telling that you love her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;if you know you dont love her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Then send my baby back home to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-4264937378218422131?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/4264937378218422131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=4264937378218422131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/4264937378218422131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/4264937378218422131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/01/190108.html' title='19/01/08'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-3318511613786093846</id><published>2008-01-15T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T22:44:21.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15/01/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOYO !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5 days had passed. So soon, it will be for real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Just like last week, it has been busy for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Did nthg much, tomorrow is my division Dinner &amp;amp; Dance night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I wonder how fun will it be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Start at 6 and end at midnight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I will hide everything there. flawless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No one will eva notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Just cut my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Not much comment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Now I feel that my blog is kind of boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;oh well... Life is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-3318511613786093846?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/3318511613786093846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=3318511613786093846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/3318511613786093846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/3318511613786093846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/01/150107.html' title='15/01/07'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-6425158293911152472</id><published>2008-01-11T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T15:57:41.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11-1-08</title><content type='html'>Today Is my younger sister birthday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today has been a rather bad sad and LONGGGggggg~ day. You can't imagine how it feel like. Today on, I'm quite on my own. Been really busy with things this week. Yet I have to go through this shit that makes me feel like shit. SHIT man. Today I just make myself busy and more active even when I am REALLY busy. Thoughts just came in, more and more. Inspiration came in. I think is time to write another song or poem. Sorry but I think it is lucky that Cornelius gf Pan saiy him again. Cus we can talk it out tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I manage to control my way to another day. My supervisory is so irritating. Keep intercepting with my way. She like cannot wait like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am angry, sad, empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can hardly do a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope Time will pass really quick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-6425158293911152472?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/6425158293911152472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=6425158293911152472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/6425158293911152472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/6425158293911152472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/01/11-1-08.html' title='11-1-08'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-7998368965317782358</id><published>2008-01-08T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T15:40:03.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8-01-08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hey Hey Hey !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wont talk about tomorrow and the day before, not worth reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in the morning while I was on the train, I got this urge to on the phone. So I on. Ture enough, many messages came out. There was a few messages stating that callers are unable to reach me. one of it is my mom, one of it is Jane and the other one is her. Cus I have some issue with my dad the other day. Then she was worried. So... check out how I am doing. I am fine. Don worry. I cant angry for long. Any way, there is this decent looking man(a little old)...(ok, QUITE OLD) was looking at his phone also. Then I happen to see his message, quite a lot of unread sms. He happen to open this one and I read it. It goes some thing like this " hey I wanna put my hard **** into you. When can we meet up?" This sms don sound like kidding. It was from Patrick Kang(if I am not wrong) He reply" ok, I will plan it and inform you". After reading his message, I take another look at his face. What the hell is wrong with him. Gay in the morning. He don look like gay to me. Isnt it sad ? : (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-7998368965317782358?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/7998368965317782358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=7998368965317782358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/7998368965317782358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/7998368965317782358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/01/8-01-08.html' title='8-01-08'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-2914077437100211126</id><published>2008-01-02T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T22:59:00.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/01/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Many times today, I thought it was Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But when I realise it was actually Wednesday, I feel kind of relieve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Friday will come sooner then I thought. 20th, will be too soon to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sorry, I can type no more. Emotion is getting over my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I almost lost control of myself. Typing things that are crazy to read. Crazy to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Some things are better kept secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cornelius, I hope you can meet me eariler on Friday. Then I can talk to you and tell you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-2914077437100211126?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/2914077437100211126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=2914077437100211126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2914077437100211126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2914077437100211126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/01/20108.html' title='2/01/08'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-7815448959758911822</id><published>2008-01-01T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T21:50:31.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/01/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy New Year guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first day of new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I do on the first day of new year,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some chatting watch finish a movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaccum the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wash my dad's car ( SUPER dirty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit my grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog a short one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what happen today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday Night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meeting for the last night of the year, I went off to meet my dad and his friend's family for dinner. I went to meet him first at the car park to put my bag but instead of me putting my bag, my dad ask me to ADD tidbits inside.. -_-"' Already so heavy, that's is also why I border to walk all the way to find him. So I empty my bag and put my dad's tidbits inside and carry for dinner. Had dinner at JumBO Chinese restaurant. Just have a little share fair amount of food to it. Quite sad though, i thought there is alot of like extra to go around. The adult order JUST NICE. How NICE of them. We then walk to Padang Field to watch firework. One thing strange was that when I was watching the firework, I felt nothing. I don't even feel like smiling. Perhaps the whole mood was missing something ? Or perhaps some one. Anyway, after the firework, some guest from the hotel next to the field are throwing toilet papers. The way it flew was nice. Like chinese art. Now I know that even toilet paper can be nice to watch. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate to say it, but is time to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more days till Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes, it is going to be FUN again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided what to buy using my Kinokuniya Voucher. A Dictionery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don have a good one. SOoo... why not make use of this money and buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long~ my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-7815448959758911822?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/7815448959758911822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=7815448959758911822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/7815448959758911822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/7815448959758911822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2008/01/10108.html' title='1/01/08'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-8524812132009865083</id><published>2007-12-29T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T00:22:46.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29/12/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It has been so long my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I wonder, where should I start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I still have glimps of memories of the past left in my head. Till I was told to dig out the past. It was an awesome feeling after reading the letter and seeing the L.O.V.E pillow(small one, REALLY SMALL one) It brought me back to the past. Where things were good. Where my heart really feel it. Although it has been 3 years now. I guess nothing has change. We still who we are. Only this time, she has a boyfriend. Here purpose has therefore, changed. Thanks God that though 3 years had passed and we still remain as good friends. Some times I think the position of friends can fight with the first place friend of my friend list. We could sit there and talk about anything. Basically everything. Only time has constring me and making me in a hurry and rush through the sharing. I need to say, I feel MOST alive when I am with her.Even when I am tired, I still refuse to rest, I know if I miss a chance... I will regret. I always thought my life has changed. Making me a more gracious person towards others. Talking my most inner things with her. How I wish, I could be the one in her country. Where we could go on and on and on living out for each others sharing and helping when in need. Perhaps, I need not share with you what had happen through out the weeks but know this my friend, I am happy. As real as it may sound, I am happy. Even if I am not showing. I am happy. Contented, satistfy. Deep in my heart, I know this does come every time. It only show in years. As bad and as long as I could take, I will wait. This December is the most fruitful one. Blessed by God. This happy moment are not long. It will end soon, even sooner than you can imagine. I will talk about it when it is nearer. For now, lets rest and let God do the healing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-8524812132009865083?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/8524812132009865083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=8524812132009865083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/8524812132009865083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/8524812132009865083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2007/12/291207.html' title='29/12/07'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-2047275896721593328</id><published>2007-12-22T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T00:58:23.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21/12/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vqe9X_mNI/AAAAAAAAAVY/2kUxcLRjYwM/s1600-h/DSC00406.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146464816793098450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vqe9X_mNI/AAAAAAAAAVY/2kUxcLRjYwM/s320/DSC00406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Westlife&lt;/span&gt;(Made in Singapore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vqKdX_mMI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/A3voEDpsbMQ/s1600-h/DSC00402.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146464464605780162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vqKdX_mMI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/A3voEDpsbMQ/s320/DSC00402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vp8dX_mLI/AAAAAAAAAVI/PlkTVkuw0BA/s1600-h/DSC00401.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146464224087611570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vp8dX_mLI/AAAAAAAAAVI/PlkTVkuw0BA/s320/DSC00401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Last day of the trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vp0NX_mKI/AAAAAAAAAVA/SWQc60yaoGA/s1600-h/DSC00396.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146464082353690786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vp0NX_mKI/AAAAAAAAAVA/SWQc60yaoGA/s320/DSC00396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vppdX_mJI/AAAAAAAAAU4/TKqkr5_W0Ao/s1600-h/DSC00119.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146463897670097042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vppdX_mJI/AAAAAAAAAU4/TKqkr5_W0Ao/s320/DSC00119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vpf9X_mII/AAAAAAAAAUw/dOqLetnW7FM/s1600-h/DSC00116.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146463734461339778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vpf9X_mII/AAAAAAAAAUw/dOqLetnW7FM/s320/DSC00116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vpJ9X_mHI/AAAAAAAAAUo/f1q_wz8whk0/s1600-h/DSC00113.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146463356504217714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vpJ9X_mHI/AAAAAAAAAUo/f1q_wz8whk0/s320/DSC00113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vo0tX_mGI/AAAAAAAAAUg/DJqvacthEPA/s1600-h/DSC00112.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146462991431997538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vo0tX_mGI/AAAAAAAAAUg/DJqvacthEPA/s320/DSC00112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vopNX_mFI/AAAAAAAAAUY/YJbFkGYCCoM/s1600-h/16122007(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146462793863501906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vopNX_mFI/AAAAAAAAAUY/YJbFkGYCCoM/s320/16122007(010).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; nice ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2voTdX_mEI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/OvsG-UnWKTc/s1600-h/16122007(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146462420201347138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2voTdX_mEI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/OvsG-UnWKTc/s320/16122007(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2voONX_mDI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Rah_0ev07FY/s1600-h/16122007(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146462330007033906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2voONX_mDI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Rah_0ev07FY/s320/16122007(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vn_tX_mCI/AAAAAAAAAUA/qkRZ8QDCbPo/s1600-h/16122007(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146462080898930722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vn_tX_mCI/AAAAAAAAAUA/qkRZ8QDCbPo/s320/16122007(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; smoky &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mountian&lt;/span&gt; song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vnzNX_mBI/AAAAAAAAAT4/R_uftFkwVZw/s1600-h/16122007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146461866150565906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vnzNX_mBI/AAAAAAAAAT4/R_uftFkwVZw/s320/16122007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; you are suppose to see a mountain.. (imagine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vnktX_mAI/AAAAAAAAATw/zv2D2SfwHUk/s1600-h/16122007.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146461617042462722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vnktX_mAI/AAAAAAAAATw/zv2D2SfwHUk/s320/16122007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vnetX_l_I/AAAAAAAAATo/eVa_RzhLLww/s1600-h/15122007(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146461513963247602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vnetX_l_I/AAAAAAAAATo/eVa_RzhLLww/s320/15122007(009).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Behold, the 6 floor tall &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; tree in KL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vnT9X_l-I/AAAAAAAAATg/GNzjs-ecfrw/s1600-h/15122007(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146461329279653858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vnT9X_l-I/AAAAAAAAATg/GNzjs-ecfrw/s320/15122007(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Don get fool by it's size, it is not fully fill with chips but just the air &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;expansion&lt;/span&gt; ( some science crap) inside the chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vnEtX_l9I/AAAAAAAAATY/yAxE_Y6vgH4/s1600-h/15122007(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146461067286648786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vnEtX_l9I/AAAAAAAAATY/yAxE_Y6vgH4/s320/15122007(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vm5tX_l8I/AAAAAAAAATQ/fYwJYuGRMdw/s1600-h/15122007(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146460878308087746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vm5tX_l8I/AAAAAAAAATQ/fYwJYuGRMdw/s320/15122007(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vmyNX_l7I/AAAAAAAAATI/QnOcHYg5Z_g/s1600-h/15122007(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146460749459068850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vmyNX_l7I/AAAAAAAAATI/QnOcHYg5Z_g/s320/15122007(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; I look so decent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vmgNX_l6I/AAAAAAAAATA/f0rsOuYW8_I/s1600-h/15122007(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146460440221423522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vmgNX_l6I/AAAAAAAAATA/f0rsOuYW8_I/s320/15122007(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vmQNX_l5I/AAAAAAAAAS4/wmnS7ug33yQ/s1600-h/15122007.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146460165343516562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vmQNX_l5I/AAAAAAAAAS4/wmnS7ug33yQ/s320/15122007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vmAdX_l4I/AAAAAAAAASw/xlQGZ6FgMfw/s1600-h/14122007(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146459894760576898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vmAdX_l4I/AAAAAAAAASw/xlQGZ6FgMfw/s320/14122007(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vlzdX_l3I/AAAAAAAAASo/mxGvuXoVrZU/s1600-h/14122007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146459671422277490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vlzdX_l3I/AAAAAAAAASo/mxGvuXoVrZU/s320/14122007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vlpNX_l2I/AAAAAAAAASg/lM4wyroveuU/s1600-h/14122007.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146459495328618338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vlpNX_l2I/AAAAAAAAASg/lM4wyroveuU/s320/14122007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Back !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Miss me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;guess not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ANY WAY, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;By the look of the photos, you know that I cant pose. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; look like a .... nerd ? weird...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The whole trip was fun and I brought some things from the FAKE BRAND market. Looks real, smell real. Got cheated by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cabby&lt;/span&gt; Indians. Say charge us run by meters. In the end the meter run faster than the second on my watch. A short distance of about from BB to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jurong&lt;/span&gt; east. Cost us 40 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ringet&lt;/span&gt;. DAMN EX..... Every one was cursing the uncle the moment we step out of the cab. We visited KL on sat. KL CC, Lot 10 ( and the shops around it) Chinatown. Not too bad. Will go next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, in the end. we met up again. 2 years later, most have change. But... the heart beats the same. Only if I am the one migrate there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-2047275896721593328?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/2047275896721593328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=2047275896721593328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2047275896721593328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2047275896721593328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2007/12/211207.html' title='21/12/07'/><author><name>The management</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://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R2vqe9X_mNI/AAAAAAAAAVY/2kUxcLRjYwM/s72-c/DSC00406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-550851245330382761</id><published>2007-12-13T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T20:35:19.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13/12/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAME HERE TO SAY GOOD BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WILL BE GONE FOR GOOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOING UP IN THE MOUNTIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PLACE YOU CANT SEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ELITE HAIR GEL IS GOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-550851245330382761?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/550851245330382761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=550851245330382761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/550851245330382761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/550851245330382761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2007/12/131207.html' title='13/12/07'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-2938465518541488967</id><published>2007-12-10T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T22:24:16.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10/12/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11DwZBp68I/AAAAAAAAASA/35ghzanNycM/s1600-h/04122007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142340848157584322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11DwZBp68I/AAAAAAAAASA/35ghzanNycM/s320/04122007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11EHJBp69I/AAAAAAAAASI/2MVTZVoZiD4/s1600-h/04122007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142341238999608274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11EHJBp69I/AAAAAAAAASI/2MVTZVoZiD4/s320/04122007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Took at Habour Front (VIVO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11DoZBp67I/AAAAAAAAAR4/4kvUZTNoGvo/s1600-h/08122007(015).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142340710718630834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11DoZBp67I/AAAAAAAAAR4/4kvUZTNoGvo/s320/08122007(015).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11EjZBp6-I/AAAAAAAAASQ/k5uBftYsKqI/s1600-h/08122007(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142341724330912738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11EjZBp6-I/AAAAAAAAASQ/k5uBftYsKqI/s320/08122007(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11DRJBp65I/AAAAAAAAARo/k56d5J0MU-I/s1600-h/08122007(013).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142340311286672274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11DRJBp65I/AAAAAAAAARo/k56d5J0MU-I/s320/08122007(013).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11DeZBp66I/AAAAAAAAARw/2__uANmrrY8/s1600-h/08122007(014).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142340538919938978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11DeZBp66I/AAAAAAAAARw/2__uANmrrY8/s320/08122007(014).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11B1JBp63I/AAAAAAAAARY/cqhK7jTXh5k/s1600-h/08122007(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142338730738707314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11B1JBp63I/AAAAAAAAARY/cqhK7jTXh5k/s320/08122007(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11DF5Bp64I/AAAAAAAAARg/1yF49UMmot4/s1600-h/08122007(012).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142340118013143938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11DF5Bp64I/AAAAAAAAARg/1yF49UMmot4/s320/08122007(012).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11BP5Bp61I/AAAAAAAAARI/prh0qUr_j3I/s1600-h/08122007(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142338090788580178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11BP5Bp61I/AAAAAAAAARI/prh0qUr_j3I/s320/08122007(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11BhZBp62I/AAAAAAAAARQ/IRGV47iSSrc/s1600-h/08122007(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142338391436290914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11BhZBp62I/AAAAAAAAARQ/IRGV47iSSrc/s320/08122007(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11Am5Bp6zI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/KSpGAnFSZ7c/s1600-h/08122007(011).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142337386413943602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11Am5Bp6zI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/KSpGAnFSZ7c/s320/08122007(011).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11A55Bp60I/AAAAAAAAARA/7DR6wd7vS0k/s1600-h/08122007(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142337712831458114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11A55Bp60I/AAAAAAAAARA/7DR6wd7vS0k/s320/08122007(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11AMpBp6xI/AAAAAAAAAQo/4FHA8BEPV_g/s1600-h/08122007(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142336935442377490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11AMpBp6xI/AAAAAAAAAQo/4FHA8BEPV_g/s320/08122007(009).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11AWJBp6yI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Xbvf3rLxGfo/s1600-h/08122007(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142337098651134754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11AWJBp6yI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Xbvf3rLxGfo/s320/08122007(010).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Auditing of my office Officially Starts tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It is going to be VERY VERY busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Came back yesterday from my first holiday season trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Family gathering at Aloha Chalet at Changi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A very low profile looking place with a old kind of chalet and ZERO things to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The good thing is it come alone with Beautiful &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;scenery &lt;/span&gt;along the coast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Above are the photo's I took during the trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You see the dog ? His name is... (SHIT, I forgot -__-) but he belongs to my cousin not mine. haha cute rite, so gui lor. Not obedience but GUI. why ? Because when you want to pad the dog, he will bow down like a humble servant and walk there. He doesn't know what on earth is SIT. But he do know HOTDOGs FISHBALL RICE CHICKEN etc. When he comes to food, his behaviors is like cat. You have food, he will sit infront of you and stare at you. Oh, he ALWAYS sleep too... 5 to 10 times a day. He prefer to dose off instead of going to sleep. He Will just sit and dose off. Cute man. He don bark. Is like for the 3 days he only bark 3 times ? Not active. When you take his ball and throw, he will just stare at the ball then walk away. You can also lie down on the floor with him or even lie on him. Like what I usual like to do. haha Of course not the whole body weight on him la. After all, he is just a lazy greedy small and tired Chi WAh WAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wont you just look at the scenery I took again, Even with my 2 megapix cam it still comes out beautiful. Or should I just praise myself for being such a wonderful photographer ? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We played the Wireless Nintendo ( WII) almost ever min. Challenge stupid thing and doing stupid things there. On Sat night, we had Cousin night. Where all the cousin age from 13 to 26 goes out at night and have fun. I must say it is a successful one. All 13 of us together. We head off from the chalet to Clark Quay to enjoy the breeze(FAVOURITE MAN). Walk in the rain( with umbrella) to a bus stop and take it to Town. In between we had so much fun and laughter. We walk our way to Crown Hotel Sweden to had our supper + desert. I had chicken bake rice with a topless 5 with my 13 years old boy cousin. Watch movie at 2.15 am at Cine. We watch The GOLDEN COMPASS. Guess what ? MOST of us slept at the first part, including me. haha Cant control man. So boring.... After I woke up, the main character already on the run. The fighting part is nice. Esp with the BEARS... SO COOL. haha It ending around 4.45am ? Our parents came to TOWN to fetch us back. ALL slept in the lorry haha. Arrived at the chalet around  5.30am and some insist that we see the sun rise. for 2 days we have been talking about seeing it. In the end it rains. so we play the Nintendo until 7am then I slept till 12.30pm. I have no idea why am i the second last to wake up. haha any way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;On Sunday, we went to the Airport Terminal 3 to check out the place. Since it is the last day of exhibition. I must say it is very big and spacious. Alot better then the T1 &amp;amp; T2. More Clear. Got a lot of rubbish there also. haha. We talk and talk take alot of photo but I took NONE. Cos I feel that it has nthg worth to take. haha Then my aunt keep talking about the Plastic chair that cost a thousand. How SM LEE question them why they use this money to buy. She nv really did say the answer though. At night My dad, sis, and one of my cousin including me went back first. We visit my grandpa before we head home. I cut my hair too. Got inspection. haha guess what ? ( It look SUXKY.... she nv listen to my direction and made the wrong move. SHEEZZ there goes my hair.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It looks really suitable for NS person ( that is what I told myself)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Looking forward to Friday. Trip to Genting Highland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-2938465518541488967?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/2938465518541488967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=2938465518541488967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2938465518541488967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/2938465518541488967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2007/12/101207.html' title='10/12/07'/><author><name>The management</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/_-VByNO7uGtc/R11DwZBp68I/AAAAAAAAASA/35ghzanNycM/s72-c/04122007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-8377726495744014653</id><published>2007-12-05T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T22:23:48.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5/12/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;After a long long time, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mdm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zarimah&lt;/span&gt; still insisting that I have mix blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I got kind of caught up by it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Isit&lt;/span&gt; a good thing to have mix blood ? I think, maybe if it is mix with a Caucasian it wouldn't be so bad. But mixing around with other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;asian&lt;/span&gt; blood, just as good as not mixing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I was born brown. Like cookies, : D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Black eyes and shiny black hair which I once thought it was cool and healthy to have such black hair. Till I learn how to dye my hair. It is TWICE as hard as others with natural brown hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Maybe it is a mistake, should be brown hair, black skin? (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nahh&lt;/span&gt;... THAT would be a mistake)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But I do envy people with light brown hair. They either look much prettier or more handsome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Some time I just feel that my friends are not giving as much as I am giving in to a friend. Shame on them. Treat your friend like a dog or animals. I know that we do in times look cute like a dog but we are not one that you can push around. I hate friends that backstab them and like you did this shit and you turn and say hey, &lt;em&gt;(who eva name tat is)&lt;/em&gt; why did you do this. So childish. Actually your are the dumb ass that does that. I think I make a very good friend. You treat me nice, I will surely treat you nice. But just don try to take advantage of me. Cus I KNOW you are.&lt;/span&gt; (These words does not refer to any one and not an insult to any animals)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This month is just the best. The cold breeze and chill makes you feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; good. Only if you take some time and sit down under a shade and take in the breeze. But the more you take in, the more you feel like sharing with some one special. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Talking of which, I thought I lost my TIME RING. I got pretty upset when I couldn't remember where I kept it. But after the visit to my grandpa house today, the maid ask if the ring was mine. It bring a smile to my face. Happily had my dinner. But before I arrived at my granddad house, I was on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mrt&lt;/span&gt; and I knew that it was raining. So I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;suprise&lt;/span&gt; and happy(because there is no direct shelter to his house &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;fromt&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt;) that it stop raining. So I plug in to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ipod&lt;/span&gt; listening to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; hit. Then, I felt droplets of raindrops. I thought it was the wind that blows the tree above me and causes droplets. Till it gets heavier and heavier. I don &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; what to do as I was out in the open with no shelter near me. So I make a run all the way to my grandpa's house. I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;drench&lt;/span&gt; when I reach the his place. This is just some things that happen to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Beside that, I check up some of the places for me to study O's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Most expensive caused about $5000+++ for 5 sub including science but not GST.(MDIS COLLEGE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUPER EXPENSIVE. SHOCK and STUND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Perhaps my dad would kill me if I fail it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Felt the chill in my spine~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Judging from the look of my table, I am a very messy person. When it comes to handwriting, it is worst. I hope she understanding what I am writing. With all the broken english and mistake in spelling + grammar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Alright, this post is getting a little tooo LONG winded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Stop here and Listen to the chinese song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I cant read the lyric but I think it is about love??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-8377726495744014653?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/8377726495744014653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=8377726495744014653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/8377726495744014653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/8377726495744014653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2007/12/51207.html' title='5/12/07'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-8725103746444005098</id><published>2007-12-01T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T20:41:20.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/12/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Friends, do you feel the wind ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;On the eve of Dec, God send great wind to chill the land of wrath and anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Prepare yourself for Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Embrace yourself with love and compassion puring out on others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Went to escape theme park today, feeling dizzy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I don understand what is so fun making yourself wanna puke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And guess no further, I was force to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Amoung&lt;/span&gt; all the games, Go Kart and the... err... what is tat call ? ( the one that will get you wet) is fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Inverter is a stupid and lame station. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; for dinner and .... went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;While I was on the train... we all slept.. but I guess I am the only one awake after awhile. I start to think back on what had happen and think about what is going to happen. Some times, I think fate is in our hand. We got a choice. Only we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; see it. After we got out of secondary sch. I saw some of my ex classmate and they make me think of that. Some became fat, while other become more eye catching. We changed. Into some one we ought to be. We could have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nv&lt;/span&gt; imagine what we will be like in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;future&lt;/span&gt; but only think of the most appealing image of wanna be. Some work  out and became what they want. And some did not. They turn to some one worst they what they imagine. We could get to our goals by working it out. Not only by setting them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Slowing down I look around and I'm so amazed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I think about the little things that make life great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I wouldn't a thing about it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This is the best feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This windy moment is so great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I hope that it will stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-8725103746444005098?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/8725103746444005098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=8725103746444005098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/8725103746444005098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/8725103746444005098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2007/12/11207.html' title='1/12/07'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-4231709402422605542</id><published>2007-11-29T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T11:09:12.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29/11/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am tired and low in moral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I need some sleep and forget about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I planned my leave and done with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tomorrow, Half day, next week Mon - Tues Half day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;14/12, one day. 17 half day 18-20 WHOLE day, 21 half day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;28 and 29 full day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Confuse??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Don worry about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am the one taking leave not YOU ! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ok.. I'm lame... a L sign for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Looks like I am going to write letters again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But this time, it is staying in Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Excited. It has been.... 2-3 years.... Since the last incident...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Still Cant decide with the course to take... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wanted to discuss with my dad but he hor... Do Christmas tree then ask me do what pinapple tart... cook chilli crab... all the nonsense... But the chilli crab is NICE... pinapple tart means chinese new year.... so EQUAL to BAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ok, some jokes for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1) Two tourisits are driving throuh wales. At Llanfairpwhaulaeugogerychwyrndrowlllanttysistolgogoch, they stop for lunch and one of them ask the waitress,"Before we order, could you please settle an argument for us? Would you please pronounce where we are very slowly."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The girl leans forwards and drawls, " Burrrrrggguurr Kiiiinnng"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2) Bill gates dies and goes to heaven, where Saint Peter gives him a smart six-bedroom house with a pretty garden and a tennis court.  Pleased with his lot, Bill quickly settles into the afterlife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;One day he is out walking when he bumps into a man wearing a fine tailored suit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"That's really nice," says Bill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"where did you get it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Actually," says the man,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"I was given 50 of these, plus two mansions,a yacht, a golf course and four Rolls Royces."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Wow, were you a pope or a doctor healing the sick?" ask Bill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"No, I was the captain of the &lt;em&gt;Titanic&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bill storms off to see Saint Peter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"How come the captain of a sunken ship gets all that while I, the inventor of the windows operating systems, get a crummy little house?" he asks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Saint Peter replies, "The &lt;em&gt;Titanic&lt;/em&gt; only crashed onece."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHRISTMAS !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;: D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-4231709402422605542?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/4231709402422605542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=4231709402422605542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/4231709402422605542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/4231709402422605542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2007/11/291107.html' title='29/11/07'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-8746528086446312578</id><published>2007-11-27T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T19:41:18.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27/11/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YOyo&lt;/span&gt; Humans !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lets not waste time to blog on today, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I wasted one whole day at home watching movie on com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lets talk about yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yesterday went to work as usual. The day is usual. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mdm&lt;/span&gt;(supervisory) say I cant take leave on Friday because she is taking one whole week next week(That means.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;KOF&lt;/span&gt;)  So she have to brief us what to do and how to do. So I took half day. I receive a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt; from Cornelius saying he had bad stomach and keep going to shit and stuff like tat. ( On Sat we went to celebrate my friend's birthday at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Seol&lt;/span&gt; Garden) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So I ask him what happen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; he say he ate raw Mussel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I laugh and reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- I told u to put into the soup to cook rite, see la, don listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He reply back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- The one I grill is cook la, I ate RAW one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I got stunt for seconds and LAUGH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;WAH&lt;/span&gt; so PRO ah... wanna show who you are the man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Then I kept laughing... He mistaken it as Oyster so he ate RAW.... TWO some more... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He was at the different table as me, so...  TOO BAD LA... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Met him that afternoon and walk around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Je&lt;/span&gt; Enter... Play pool...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;WAH&lt;/span&gt; LAO... sad thing is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;KANNA&lt;/span&gt; THRASH man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1st set was a draw 2-2 ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Second set was 5- 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM the ZERO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt; la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I admit defect. He was on form... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; ..... Another excuse for me to lose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ANOTHER funny thing is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;After the game... we were keeping the balls, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;then Corn say PASS HARD ONE on the tray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I say OK !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So I use my strength and PASS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Guess what happen....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The marble ball hit his FINGER !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;WAHAhahahah&lt;/span&gt; MISS the TRAY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;SOOOO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;DAMMN&lt;/span&gt; FUNNY la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I felt bad afterward and ask if he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He keep insisting he is... but I can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;imagine&lt;/span&gt; how painful it was when the ball hit your finger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So we went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;arcade&lt;/span&gt; to play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;DATONA&lt;/span&gt;. My treat. As a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;compensation&lt;/span&gt; to his finger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Went home after that and wash my dad's car and then watch HITMAN. Not bad .... Hitman was bought at FairPrice. Check out the back of his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LAST WEEK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lets see.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The whole week I was on contigency team for the Asean Summit event. LEVEL 5... Went home at after 9 and 11pm except on Thursday and Friday. Super Tired. Go back late, come back early. 8.30 haven to report back again... So for 2 nights I slept at 9pm. I usually slept at 10.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TOMORROW !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BAck to work.... SIANNzz.... ahhhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH well... Good time always flies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-8746528086446312578?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/8746528086446312578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=8746528086446312578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/8746528086446312578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/8746528086446312578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2007/11/271107.html' title='27/11/07'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-6958590099603215640</id><published>2007-11-25T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T22:29:18.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25/11/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SOOO LONG no see.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Many many things to say... I will try my best to recollect my memories back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND !!!!!  Today is 25/11/07... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Next month of today, it is MERRY  CHRISTMAS !!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We wish you a merry christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;we wish you a merry christmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and a long year ahead !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;More stress will we bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;For you and for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Good tidings for merry christmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and a Long year ahead !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nice? 2007 edition of " We Wish You A Merry Chrismas"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;As a new year draw near, my heart plump harder. Why ? Cus I have to make up my mind by then whether to take O's anot.... Me and Jason talking about that. What to look out for and what sub BEST not to take. Drank Milk shakesss " Shake it baby, shake it !" ok.... out of point. Played lan with the boys and head home. Went to a run... This time, I felt like I got heart attack like tat... so scary, I am not goint to die when training.... So I stop and run. Contiuning the pace and made it twice the estate. Breatheless. I sat on a bench and.... fell alsleep... ONLY for 10mins?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Woke up and went home. Ate Botak Jones for dinner. Went to my grandpa house and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE END.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Due to time constrince... I have to stop here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Contiune tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-6958590099603215640?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/6958590099603215640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=6958590099603215640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/6958590099603215640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/6958590099603215640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2007/11/251107.html' title='25/11/07'/><author><name>The management</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-4451745394646871989</id><published>2007-11-16T20:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T20:58:28.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16/11/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/Rz2OVd8lsdI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/WGoYdMkB2pg/s1600-h/15112007(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133415649739387346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/Rz2OVd8lsdI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/WGoYdMkB2pg/s320/15112007(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/Rz2OH98lscI/AAAAAAAAAQI/z2Fh36xZW9o/s1600-h/15112007(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133415417811153346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/Rz2OH98lscI/AAAAAAAAAQI/z2Fh36xZW9o/s320/15112007(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/Rz2N798lsbI/AAAAAAAAAQA/RZWupeVECGo/s1600-h/15112007(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133415211652723122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/Rz2N798lsbI/AAAAAAAAAQA/RZWupeVECGo/s320/15112007(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/Rz2Nz98lsaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/eUuPUvjwYk0/s1600-h/15112007(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133415074213769634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/Rz2Nz98lsaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/eUuPUvjwYk0/s320/15112007(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/Rz2NmN8lsZI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Y0-xKuHOmi4/s1600-h/15112007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133414837990568338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/Rz2NmN8lsZI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Y0-xKuHOmi4/s320/15112007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Above is the key chain I have been talking about. I don &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt; about you, but I think it is very nice. Snow ice, remind me of the coming season and getting knock out by the feeling that I don have a love one yet to celebrate the season of love. What a pity....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have a rather wonderful time? ( Refer to the eating part)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My supervisory treat the going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt; guys lunch and we, the rest who eagerly waiting for our turn join in to the feast. 6 Large pizza and many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; chicken. WONDERFUL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But actually, I feel kind of sad. I don &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;noe&lt;/span&gt;, just turn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; and crazy in mind. I cant say out here.&lt;br /&gt;But that is the feeling I have now. I have no idea why am I in need of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I was sitting alone in my area enjoying the food and my friend came and say me like isolated and show concern. But I just cant tell them much. After been Let off the plane( FAN &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;FEI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;JI&lt;/span&gt;) by my cantonment mate, I turn home. Went for a run. This time I felt so heavy and did not run much. The sky is damn dark too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YESTERDAY !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I took half day from work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Met Cornelius out side SP and he accompany me to the admin office to check out the course. But sadly we came during lunch time SO we had cheap MAC instead. To save all the typing crap, my diploma actually have no use on Polytechnic. I have to take private &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;O's&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;SHould&lt;/span&gt; I ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Still considering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;After all the bad comment I had BECAUSE I owned a diploma cert from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;SHATEC&lt;/span&gt;( THANKS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;SHATEC&lt;/span&gt; FOR THE SHITTY YOU BROUGHT ME) We head to City hall and walk the peninsular plaza and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Funan&lt;/span&gt; IT mall for the TV mobile &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;maurice&lt;/span&gt; was talking about. But to no luck did we find it. We then walk to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Suntec&lt;/span&gt; to have our dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We had our worst dinner ever, Beef noodle with beef chunk and watery gravy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Hokkien&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;MEE&lt;/span&gt; with no taste and watery grave as well. Dinner sucks. BUT !!!! we had our desert at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;NYDC&lt;/span&gt; ! Our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt;. It has been so long since we eat it. Both of us had  JAZZY BROWNIE and we share one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;MUd&lt;/span&gt; pie. Which is hard as snow. We were enjoying our self watching the stupid video I made during my office hour. I was bored &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; I made it. Then we thought of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;fliming&lt;/span&gt; the FISH( only corn know what am I talking about) the jelly fish the.... seahorse and starfish. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;SOOO&lt;/span&gt; Funny... I laugh and laugh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;untill&lt;/span&gt; I feel like my pimple is bursting out. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt; AND I saw some one like val. She is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Malay&lt;/span&gt; serving us. REALLY look a like. the face &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;features&lt;/span&gt; are almost 90% alike. Went home together and talk alot of shit on the way too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;{ Thanks Bro for the time. I must say it is the best time of the week.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I Keep thinking about you.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-4451745394646871989?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/4451745394646871989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=4451745394646871989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/4451745394646871989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/4451745394646871989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2007/11/161107.html' title='16/11/07'/><author><name>The management</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/_-VByNO7uGtc/Rz2OVd8lsdI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/WGoYdMkB2pg/s72-c/15112007(006).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-6666598733444715649</id><published>2007-11-14T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T21:34:45.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14/11/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;有没有口罩一个给我&lt;br /&gt;释怀说了太多就成真不了&lt;br /&gt;也许时间是一种解药&lt;br /&gt;也是我现在正在服下的毒药&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;看不见你的笑 要我怎么睡得着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;你的身影这么近我却抱不到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;没有地球太阳开始环绕&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;没有理由我也能自己逃&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;你要离开 我知道更简单 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;你说依赖 是我们的阻碍 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;就算放开 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;那能不能别没收我的爱 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;当作我最后才明白 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RAP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;看不见你的笑 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;要我怎么睡得着 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;你的身影这么近我却抱不到 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;没有地球太阳开始环绕环绕&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;没有理由我也能自己走掉 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;是我说了太多就成真不了&lt;br /&gt;也许时间是一种解药解药&lt;br /&gt;也是我现在正服下的毒药&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This song is by Jay Chou and is named Rainbow(Cia Hong) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Meaning full song and is Lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I bought this lolipop for her, I told her through sms and she did not reply... I guess I give it to some one else or eat it myself... As you can see, the candie cane is just beside it. I am getting ready for christmas. Are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Many question raise when people walk pass my desk and saw this lolipop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;They ask, who isit for ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;some one answered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;: Must be for girlfriend laa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I reply: sorry no girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;They ask again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;: then for who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;: for someone that don want it, it now turn out to be a deco for my table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;: I WANNA BREAK IT !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;: You break the heart, I'll break yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;They just walk away fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/RzrtSDDkO9I/AAAAAAAAAPY/FyKkcClwjj0/s1600-h/13112007.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132675619655793618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/RzrtSDDkO9I/AAAAAAAAAPY/FyKkcClwjj0/s320/13112007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/RzrtGDDkO8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/YiIsnbyvwPw/s1600-h/13112007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132675413497363394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/RzrtGDDkO8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/YiIsnbyvwPw/s320/13112007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/RzrzfzDkO-I/AAAAAAAAAPg/kY-9EbhGW9E/s1600-h/12112007(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132682452948761570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/RzrzfzDkO-I/AAAAAAAAAPg/kY-9EbhGW9E/s320/12112007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Was asked to pose with the cane. SSOO long nv take photo already. Still look so ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today is a pretty nice day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I played office made Battle ship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I tell you, it is SUPPPERRR FUN man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We just chunk the work aside and start shouting numbers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Of course, my supervisory is on leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Imagine what NS life is about when your supervisory is not around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Equation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Not Around = FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Around + not = FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tomorrow I am taking Half day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Corn morning got sch and my supervisory ask me to come back and help her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Audit is coming. She just cant make it without me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Did I blog about the KEBAB during the deepapraya celebration( the food is..... SPEECHLESS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You have no time to talk. Just eat and eat and eat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I just loveeeee the eating part. The others like malay dance indian dance or silat or malay singing are just wasting my time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Back to tomorrow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am going to visit the polys to see what requirment I need to have to get in to business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hope the day will be meaning full. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I saw daryl last few days, he is sec 4 and is work in admin for this company in geyland earning 5-6 an hour. It kind of remind me of my sec sch days, there is only sport and dye hair... no work. Even there is, it is only like 3-4 dollars. I guess time have change. I am a little old..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cyn hair is so cool like. I wonder how long can I last with that colour. Admire your colour. Just need to endure till the end of my NS before I can dye my hair again... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH, A few good soundtrack from Secret the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You need to click yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Do enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The piano is sooo nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/Rzr4BDDkO_I/AAAAAAAAAPo/cVt1cOaeTn0/s1600-h/12112007(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132687422225923058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/Rzr4BDDkO_I/AAAAAAAAAPo/cVt1cOaeTn0/s320/12112007(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; my earaser can CHEW !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9505364-6666598733444715649?l=dric-shore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/feeds/6666598733444715649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9505364&amp;postID=6666598733444715649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/6666598733444715649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9505364/posts/default/6666598733444715649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dric-shore.blogspot.com/2007/11/141107.html' title='14/11/07'/><author><name>The management</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/_-VByNO7uGtc/RzrtSDDkO9I/AAAAAAAAAPY/FyKkcClwjj0/s72-c/13112007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9505364.post-5154555999056458598</id><published>2007-11-12T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T23:03:19.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12/11/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ok guys,  this are some of the many photo I have posted on my blog which was taken during my trip to expo convention for this car fair. I took hundred of photos and I got really bored and tired of posting all at once. Bare with me, I will try to post the rest some other time.. slowly but surely. Yesterday I went to Malaysia, again. Sort of force by my parent to go there. Anyway, I bought a polo shirt there for CNY. Speaking of which, I guess I am about to suffer the same fate I always do during the CNY period. Don get me wrong, I am not referring to red packet as suffering. I will be crazy if I think it is. I am referring to the CNY songs my mom and sis play during CNY and one month after that or ... even more. I don like the chinesy music. I hate it. Today is also the start of the drama series "HERO" super nice? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Is time to clear leave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Accompany me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/RzhdLuT4tmI/AAAAAAAAAPA/fKiyBgF9JMo/s1600-h/10112007(038).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131954231380063842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/RzhdLuT4tmI/AAAAAAAAAPA/fKiyBgF9JMo/s320/10112007(038).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/RzhdxuT4tnI/AAAAAAAAAPI/0ZXTDT8-W0M/s1600-h/10112007(040).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131954884215092850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/RzhdxuT4tnI/AAAAAAAAAPI/0ZXTDT8-W0M/s320/10112007(040).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/RzhcVeT4tkI/AAAAAAAAAOw/n3c9AhJvZhM/s1600-h/10112007(035).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131953299372160578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-VByNO7uGtc/RzhcVeT4tkI/AAAAAAAAAOw/n3c9AhJvZhM/s320/10112007(035).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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Due to my pimples...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I don noe what exactly happen but it just burst and blood start flowing out. Lots of blood for a small hole? it is happening for 3 days already. But should I thanks God for it? My face is also healing up. Blessing in disguise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If I am not wrong, 2 days ago I
