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Hope it will be a great Year for me! ORD LO!&lt;br /&gt;Well this post is going to talk about my Vietnam Trip from 12th to 17th of Jan 2012. I think we will talk in day by day style will be easier to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Member: Jia hui, Xie Weijie, Jasmine Low, Jocelyn TAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Day of Vietnam Trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the first day of the trip when we just board the plane, Jocelyn seat beside me.  When the plane start up the engine and suddenly, the plane’s light flicker and make us both scare like hell. Haha and the rest of the plane trip I was sleeping like a pig. When I reach the airport it was still OK for me until when I board the private car arrange by hostel to fetch us to HANOI Hostel. When I looking around road to Hanoi, I was a bit disappointed because it was not what I was expected but well cant complains such too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reach the hostel, which was the time I got a shock of my life! My dslr just died off! That make my two ball boil up! After that, my friend (TIN) cousin which is the hostel owner told us that we need to pay for the private car from hostel to airport as the promotion is either pick up or send off. BULL SHIT ! But I still somehow ok with it (12USD) as I wants a pleasant trip and do not wish to quarrel at the start of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on to find Jasmine dream food, PHO! We reached the place where the hostel person recommends that we can find good PHO there. When we reach there we order what other is having as we cant read the menu provided. Although it is not what jasmine wanted but it taste GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited place like Ho Chi Minh Museum, one pillar pagoda, temple of literature, water Puppet show and Quan Ann Su food center! What shocking is when we travelled on taxi from temple of literature to Quan Ann Su Food center which the taxi fare Jump FASTER than my heart beat. Got scam by 5 min of taxi ride cost us 150K dong. FML!  That end our day !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/397159_10150512557162771_661807770_8904486_1519396935_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/397159_10150512557162771_661807770_8904486_1519396935_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 540px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 720px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/396545_10150512571112771_661807770_8904671_160572772_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/396545_10150512571112771_661807770_8904671_160572772_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 960px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 720px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fanny Ice Cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/408865_10150512569542771_661807770_8904638_706869979_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/408865_10150512569542771_661807770_8904638_706869979_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 540px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 720px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Group shot at Temple of literature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd  Day of Vietnam Trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the second that of the trip, We woke up around 7am for breakfast at our hostel Roof Top Bar. The breakfast at Vietnam is almost the same for us everyday. Bread with egg and coffee or tea was the breakfast there. At around 8 am, a Van came fetch us at hostel to our journey to Mai Chang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip consists of 7 people in total&lt;br /&gt;4 of us, 1 Australia woman, 1 Korean woman and an interesting Japanese uncle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we reach there, we had our lunch over there. Was quite tasty comparing to Han Long Bay food (You will see it later). After lunch and settling down, we continue to our cycling around the village. Of course I didn’t cycle so I sit with the tour guide on a Bike around the Village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interesting Japanese uncle is 64 Years old but while cycling around, he keep on telling us he is still young and just 64! Haha. And he cracks a lot of joke for us to laugh. Beer was his medicine. haaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Biking quest, we basically do nothing (a little bit of shopping) until about dinner time where we help to make some spring roll. After dinner……. WE DO NOTHING AGAIN! Totally Boring! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, we get scam again as the white Thailand dance is not included and we didn’t get to drink beer with the villager. At this point of the time, I lost 50% faith on Vietnam already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talk cock with each other and learn each other country life style till 11pm and END OF DAY 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/407232_10150512582687771_661807770_8904807_1850654680_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/407232_10150512582687771_661807770_8904807_1850654680_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 540px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 720px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Place that we stay in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/398533_10150512584392771_661807770_8904824_276015871_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/398533_10150512584392771_661807770_8904824_276015871_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 720px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 540px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME ON A BIKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/404749_10150512605717771_661807770_8904989_1808483341_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/404749_10150512605717771_661807770_8904989_1808483341_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 720px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 540px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our bed in Mai Chau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continue! too tired. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd   Day of Vietnam Trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Day 2 sleeps, it was very very cold at that time due to the floor is make up of bamboo only where the cold air from 1st floor blew up to us. Never theless, we still woke up at 8 am for our breakfast! As usually, the breakfast was Bread with egg and coffee or tea.  Next we went on for our MOUNTAIN CLIMBING SECTION! Total steps for the mountain was around 1200 steps and was 300m high! That was one hell of a experience for me as I climb until there smoke coming out from my body haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to visit the real MAI CHAU (the place where we stay in was hai something haha) where small kid was laughing at me for being fat and stuff. Explore around the village and we walk around 4 km back to the village for our lunch. That the end of our mai chau trip and we went back to Hanoi on our 4 hours bus right again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reach Hanoi around 7 pm, we proceed on to Dong Xuan Night Market for some shopping and eating spree! I experience more of Vietnamese rudeness power over there where people push you away using their hand when block his way without saying excuse me or anything. Just PUSH HIS/HER WAY OUT!  Damn piss off but only can suck my own thumb. Had a German sausage and a kebab for dinner that day and make a few key chain pillows for my friend. We also had some dessert at the road side store for 20k Dong which I think we got cheated but we decided to act normal and don’t think about it ahaha. Dao bao stir fried Corn back to hostel to eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That end my day 3 of my Vietnam trip!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/408296_10150512616532771_661807770_8905035_247086321_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/408296_10150512616532771_661807770_8905035_247086321_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 720px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 540px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUCCESS OF CLIMBING MOUNTAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/400207_10150512632087771_661807770_8905192_293656204_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/400207_10150512632087771_661807770_8905192_293656204_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 720px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 540px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me Eating desert at the road side store!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th day of Vietnam trips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At fourth day, we proceed to my long awaited location, Han Long Bay which mean the descending dragon bay. We board a private bus where we travel 3.5 hours of ride to our location. Until now, I still remember our 1st tour guide name is called Tank. Quite knowledge able where he explain to us thing about Hanoi like there 4millions population in Hanoi but there 6 MILLIONS bike there WOO! And 70 percent of the people in Vietnam is farmer and that explain why we can see farm everywhere! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reach our location, it was a bit of raining and it was super duper cold. But I saw other tourist wearing slipper and berm there and coping the cold well.  We were spit into different groups where we and another family of 4 from Denmark following another group. Now our new tour guide totally speak good English and even better than any of us!  And after conformation, we proceed to a small boat where will bring us to our home for the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we reach our boat, we were settle down with our room and stuff and we were going to have lunch. The lunch a kind of sad where the food was sucker than Singapore hawker center food but for a person like me who eat most anything that is edible, it was still OK. But for my dear friends, they were complaining and complaining but I can understand why they were complaining as we pay 68 USD PER PAX for the trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/402467_10150512640362771_661807770_8905242_19448096_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="720" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/402467_10150512640362771_661807770_8905242_19448096_n.jpg" width="960" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our Han Long Bay Boat:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/405745_10150512651042771_661807770_8905351_1843071329_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="720" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/405745_10150512651042771_661807770_8905351_1843071329_n.jpg" width="960" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Picture of Han long Bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we visited a cave where we walk around to see see look look. Nothing much inside but as usual, we would make ourselves super high and run walk around. Haha. After the cave, we proceed on to kayaking where all of us decided to skip due to the cold weather. So we went on back to our boat to have our dinner. Needless to say, it was not very tasty again ahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/402993_10150512655882771_661807770_8905399_658396516_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="720" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/402993_10150512655882771_661807770_8905399_658396516_n.jpg" width="960" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Group Photo at the cave &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/409001_10150512659972771_661807770_8905435_298598614_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="720" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/409001_10150512659972771_661807770_8905435_298598614_n.jpg" width="960" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;security Guard on duty :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after the dinner where I think I enjoy the most was the squid fishing! When the tour guide shows us how did he fish the squid. It looked damn easy where he caught one less than 3 minutes! But that was the only squid caught that night ……. EMO! &lt;br /&gt;After a long time of unsuccessful fishing, I decided to use the net of the ship to net the fish. I caught the first fish followed by jia hui and jasmine and lastly …. JOCELYN TAN! She was the most funniest fisher I saw in my life time where she use confuse by us on the timing to scoop up the fish! In the end, she used around 30 minutes to catch one! CONGRAT! After a long day of walking and fishing, we went to bed! END OF DAY 4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/402327_10150512665977771_661807770_8905510_1684142179_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="720" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/402327_10150512665977771_661807770_8905510_1684142179_n.jpg" width="960" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our catch !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th day of our Vietnam trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up at around 6 am for the sunrise as the tour guide said that that was one of the options we could have. But waking at that time, we were shock that the mist is too thick that the sunrise was block by the mist. Another disappointed part of Vietnam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to believe in the tour guide one more time and we pay each pax 100k dong to visit the cave and feeding the monkey on the mountain. When we reached the location, we were change to a rowing boat as motar boat is not allowed. When we visited the mountain around, its was very quiet and peaceful but when they started rowing closer to the mountain and starting to wait for the monkey to appear, the boat woman told us that THE MONKEY WAS SLEEPING SO WE CANT FEED THE MONKEY! Totally WHAT THE FOOK FOR US SIA! There goes our 100k worth of dong ….. hhaaha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/408863_10150512677047771_661807770_8905576_1730587317_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="540" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/408863_10150512677047771_661807770_8905576_1730587317_n.jpg" width="720" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunrise shot :(&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/404938_10150512689847771_661807770_8905733_1974987731_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="720" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/404938_10150512689847771_661807770_8905733_1974987731_n.jpg" width="960" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Group photo after a big disappointment from the monkey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/407566_10150512700452771_661807770_8905831_1464244586_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="720" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/407566_10150512700452771_661807770_8905831_1464244586_n.jpg" width="960" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;We Love H-Han L-Long B-Bay!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we went back to our boat, we had our breakfast and that was the best breakfast I had in the whole Vietnam trip (at least something good huh). Was bread with egg and bacon. Then we were asked to check out our room and we were separate from the group as they going for 3d 2 N where we would be heading back to mainland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we reached the mainland, we went for our lunch where we walked 20 minutes to our location. I shall not explain in detail what happen as the tour guide was totally a bitch! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to our hostel and we head out immediately as it was our last night at Vietnam. We went on to buy our Crumpler and Coffee at old quarter. We brought some KFC and hail a cab to Quan Ann Su where we visited before at the first day for our final Dinner. Had a lot of food over there and each person cost less than 10 dollar Singapore dollar if I didn’t remember wrong. After that we cab back to our hostel and went up to the bar counter to eat our KFC and drink tea/coffee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/402955_10150512702892771_661807770_8905859_2096022023_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="960" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/402955_10150512702892771_661807770_8905859_2096022023_n.jpg" width="720" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;My favorite CHAO CHA! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-8432712418265339315?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/8432712418265339315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=8432712418265339315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/8432712418265339315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/8432712418265339315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2012/01/vietnam-trip-from-12-17-jan-2012.html' title='Vietnam Trip From 12 -17 Jan 2012'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>64 Lương Văn Can, Hàng Trống, Hoàn Kiếm, Hanoi, Vietnam</georss:featurename><georss:point>21.0333333 105.85</georss:point><georss:box>20.9740413 105.771036 21.092625299999998 105.928964</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-7883952435169429463</id><published>2011-10-18T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T20:24:30.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indonesia Trips</title><content type='html'>After being picked by my squadron to PEKANBARU in Indonesia for oversea duty, I know that is another get away trip for me to really think again what I really want in my life.  This is the second time of my life that I will be away from my comfort zone for more than a month and with a down hearted feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I experience a lot of things over here like massage, clubbing, drinking and most importantly is the life style of Indonesian. Pekankabru’s pricing of everything is not as cheap as what people might think of for an Indonesia country. Everything is either around the price of Singapore item or things like clubbing and drinking are even more expensive than Singapore.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after staying with my teammates: Puven, Marshall, KK and Ian make me experience life of different bases but same job scope. But I decided not to compare with them as if I really do, I will be in hell. I can see that how people can behavior here where they got a family back in Singapore but play like hell over here.  Indonesian people really gain my respect as they starts to work at the age of 9? Or maybe earlier? Just by selling newspaper or toy at the road side helping out their family. Which I believe that Singapore kid won’t be about to compare to them at such an age. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After talking to different people, I learn that to complain less if you know that you have to be it no matter what. I think this is really important to me as I am a naggy person in nature. Hahaa. I celebrated birthday in Indonesia with a surprise cake by my teammates which I felt care and concern by them. I really had to thanks them for making it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come with down hearted feelings which happen to be the same girl affects me before my India trips two years ago.  Lucky or not, is different feeling felt compare to two years ago. This time is jealousy and a bit of Inferior than “him” than heartbroken. A lot of thoughts go through my mind during this trip and make me think why I have such feeling involve.  Well hope that when I back to Singapore I will have a better life than what I used to have! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say but continue when I got time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-7883952435169429463?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/7883952435169429463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=7883952435169429463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/7883952435169429463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/7883952435169429463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2011/10/indonesia-trips.html' title='Indonesia Trips'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-5779876832443921085</id><published>2011-08-09T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T23:08:42.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HRQ_1NzEikU/TkFIXJ6BgzI/AAAAAAAAARI/Dnn8ONHzNTg/s1600/ist2_9778925-happy-kids-friend-group-holding-hands-cartoon-illustration.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HRQ_1NzEikU/TkFIXJ6BgzI/AAAAAAAAARI/Dnn8ONHzNTg/s400/ist2_9778925-happy-kids-friend-group-holding-hands-cartoon-illustration.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638867771078050610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a clique of friends, there are bound to have A leader, Joker, person that make fun of others and people who get make fun of. The clique cannot afford any of the role or it will break off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some other factor that why a clique will be form and normally is because of Boy - Girl - Relationship. This is a different ball game from the above quote i typed. Normally the guy will be the leader of the clique while the girl will be the one who always got make fun of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually the guy or girl (couple) will be very "ON" about this clique of friendship and they will organize outing 24/7. But if either one of the so call couple is not free, the outing will somehow cancel which i always do not know W - T - F the reason is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weird thing is no matter how much the guy disturb the girl, she would not be angry at all (or maybe just act a bit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT IF you make fun of the same girl, you will confirm receive the hell out of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly if there is a love problem in the clique and they break off or quarrel , 99.99% of chances that the clique will be disband. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this kind of quarrel situation, there bound to be a guy/girl which will feel cheated and cry like hell while his/her heartless panther will act like nothing happen and go find other clique of friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a good person (in a sense), the cheated one will normally look for joker in the  clique for companion (I guess is because they can make him/her laugh during the hard time). When he/she felt better, he/she will also leave the clique and look for another LOVE SUMMER!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The MOST sad thing is, I was never the Leader in this kind of situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end what do Joker get? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lost of Friend to go out with (Due to disband of clique)&lt;br /&gt;2. Emotional change because you will always think that why the heartless panther can enjoy him/herself while the other is heartbroken.&lt;br /&gt;3. Lack of sleep because you have become the spared Tire&lt;br /&gt;4. Felt Cheated because they will just leave you once they get over with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end who actually remembered and  Aapreciate what the Joker does for the clique? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL . Awkwardness .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-5779876832443921085?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/5779876832443921085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=5779876832443921085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5779876832443921085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5779876832443921085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2011/08/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HRQ_1NzEikU/TkFIXJ6BgzI/AAAAAAAAARI/Dnn8ONHzNTg/s72-c/ist2_9778925-happy-kids-friend-group-holding-hands-cartoon-illustration.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-1252413613803333135</id><published>2011-04-14T12:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T19:56:05.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>天使の恋</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mqekI9Vdsz0/Tagv8yPopCI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/o3gJmpUTfbo/s1600/250px-Tenshi_no_koi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 350px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mqekI9Vdsz0/Tagv8yPopCI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/o3gJmpUTfbo/s400/250px-Tenshi_no_koi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595775258333848610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story:&lt;br /&gt;17 year old high school student Rio (Nozomi Sasaki) is always the center of attention due to her beauty. Yet, Rio has never cared about anyone but herself due to her traumatic past. Her friends and boyfriends exist only so she can use them for her gains. Rio is only interested in money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day she meets 35 year college professor Kouki and falls in love for the first time. Rio feels confused by her emotional change and expresses her love to Kouki honestly. Although Kouki becomes interested in Rio there is a reason he can't pursue the relationship ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch 天使の恋 before i left for work today. I always remember a few phrase i will remember for every nice movie i saw. &lt;br /&gt;"I change my dress, hair style, nail colour, attitude, character and i tried to study. Because this is the way i express that I Love You." &lt;br /&gt;Alot of people say that they do not know how to express love. Actually everyone know how to express because is the little thing that one change but is the one they loved never realize their change of thing/attitude toward them. And the changes they make is the way that they express their love to others... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can say is .... Please notice the people around you. Is not that they do not care/love you, is the way they express is different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long time, i finally started talking to someone i used to care about long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always feel that I got this problem that I cant solve. I would not dare to interact with others once there some dispute specially with girls. A lot of people said that is because i just that kind of person which will think a lot when there a problem.   That why I feel better as I felt that I picked up the courage to talk to her again. But when I meet her out for lunch, I feel that there something in my mind that I cannot just be myself. I speak like not what I am. Hmmm maybe this is the problem I wants to solve this YEAR! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-1252413613803333135?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/1252413613803333135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=1252413613803333135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/1252413613803333135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/1252413613803333135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='天使の恋'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mqekI9Vdsz0/Tagv8yPopCI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/o3gJmpUTfbo/s72-c/250px-Tenshi_no_koi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-833166376516500315</id><published>2011-01-14T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T01:23:22.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.................... FML!</title><content type='html'>Today, I have to give my support a girl whom i like to marry someone else. The worst? I have to congrats her and show her how excited am i to look forward to their ROM. FML!&lt;br /&gt;- XIE WEIJIE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-833166376516500315?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/833166376516500315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=833166376516500315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/833166376516500315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/833166376516500315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2011/01/fml.html' title='.................... FML!'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-1574148202161092830</id><published>2010-12-09T00:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T18:00:10.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIME TO UPDATE!!</title><content type='html'>Ever since I enter S*F, time seems to be very limit therefore I am too lazy or not enough time to update my blog. But inorder not to let my blog rot away, I will squeeze of some of my sleeping time to update it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I enter S*F, I have gain something but lost a lot of thing. It make me grow up from boy to man? LOL! Seriously I dun think so. The gain is so little that I think it cannot cover what I lost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously dunno what to blog my life is stuck in S*F. No matter what I think of now is there. Not because I like it, but I just has a fear in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let skip this part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself hard to communicate with someone nowadays, especially someone whom I know longer. Today at basketball, aku and Jackson say something outside the court about me when I was playing (something bad). I know they are joking but I just can’t take it for some reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it me who appear to be someone who can take a lot of joke therefore does this? &lt;br /&gt;Or is it me which my temper gone so bad that I can’t take this kind of small joke?&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, the reason I said this is because people who make me angry are usually people who are closer to me. I wondered why. Is it because I normally show people a fuk care attitude that why nobody care about my feeling before they talk to me? Or because I seriously can’t take certain joke? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just this group, meeting her 6.20 pm at Tiong MRT station. while i reach, she was not contactable. At 6.30pm, she called me and said she leaving her house then. LOL! Wtf! Finally she reach at 6.50pm or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once again, is my attitude nowadays let people think that is alright to late for 30 min and come without saying a single sorry to me? Or u just didnt care about what people said about you? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I really wish I can call back venetia and grp to ask what kind of person I am. Not because they know me the best, but there must be something wrong with me that why we stop contacting each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to buck up in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be a better person and for a better tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Year AIM:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-1574148202161092830?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/1574148202161092830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=1574148202161092830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/1574148202161092830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/1574148202161092830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2010/12/time-to-update.html' title='TIME TO UPDATE!!'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-3157707438024315082</id><published>2010-07-05T04:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T05:04:34.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time fly .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/TDDtOkWFqRI/AAAAAAAAAQc/0hVk_tB7f98/s1600/seventeen_again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/TDDtOkWFqRI/AAAAAAAAAQc/0hVk_tB7f98/s400/seventeen_again.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490148780294908178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finish watching the movie "17 again". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a movie where the main character mike, could go back to 17 years old again to remake his decide again which he regretted before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered two years ago,  I watch this movie when I came back from Indian with Venetia, Vanessa, Cai jun and zhao wei on the twin birthday to give them a shock.  Time is really something very scary. Once is gone, no one could find it back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had a quick check with han qiang and suddenly, he asked me what am I going to do after my army. I stoned for awhile and I answer him with don’t know. Every now and then I think of what am I going to do after army, I will feel very scared cause I am really not sure what am I going to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be one who had big dream and stuff but after some problem, I seem to lose confidence on my future.  Sometime, I really like the attitude of the girls in my poly class. They can earn money and enroll into SIM for the past 4 month only. As comparing to me, I am like totally incomparable to them.  I am wasting time since I graduation from poly and I see them going to school tomorrow. Sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came from a 6 years of primary course, 5 years secondary course plus a 3 years of poly life. Comparing to others, people in my years might had already finish their NS and in university now. Until now then I can feel how important time is. &lt;br /&gt;Because of lack of confidence, I would not try to go into a relationship with other because I think I don’t have what it take to give happiness to my other half (IF I HAVE LA LOL). And serious I dun think I am good looking too which make me sadder LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people might think why I talk about the movie “17 again”. It is because that is the age that I took my O level. If only time machine is invented, I would have study more and got into a better course or should I say the course that I love more. Maybe I would be different but I know it is impossible for me to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this post should answer joe question LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to DPM girl, I have changed my template due to your entire request to be not so “girly” in a sense LOL.  Well nite all! Is 5 am now ahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-3157707438024315082?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/3157707438024315082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=3157707438024315082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3157707438024315082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3157707438024315082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-fly.html' title='Time fly .....'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/TDDtOkWFqRI/AAAAAAAAAQc/0hVk_tB7f98/s72-c/seventeen_again.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-1107041746701866755</id><published>2010-07-01T01:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T01:43:11.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Chat</title><content type='html'>Had a  little chat with jessica while our way home from malaysia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly she asked about my past relationship about someone who i would not mention about her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime i really wondered when should i say sorry in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica reply is no matter what a guy should say sorry even though you are not in the wrong side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is the reason why i failed in relationship problem LOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just chatting with jessica for 30 min of bus ride can make me emo till now LOL! i must say she is really power. The only girl who can own me haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, i need to thank her for the "plane 51" that she loan it to me. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-1107041746701866755?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/1107041746701866755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=1107041746701866755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/1107041746701866755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/1107041746701866755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-chat.html' title='Little Chat'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-5968380427205526987</id><published>2010-05-20T04:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T04:09:45.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMILE!</title><content type='html'>Hai …. Feel like totally no life at all now. I like playing wow but its seem like its taking too much of my time which I feel lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless let talk about my life-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my life has been rather sucking lately due to too much computer game (wow). Missing out a lot of training and stuff due to wowing. Sometime I wish that I would never play wow but ….. LOL. But there good time on it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with joween one of the night when I was feeling down, actually I found out that she is very nice to be chat with as she really break down my problem into details and giving me a lot of suggestion to me. Although that is like 2 weeks ago, but I sure she can see this post bah LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 29 – have dinner with my DBM girls (poly mate) at bugis BEN 10 café. Very long never meet them liao but decided to meet them to have some chit chat session. Before we go home, we talked about our poly life. When they tell me what I did during year 1 and 2, I was shock that actually I was such a jerk especially to Jessica LOL (about her SHOE).  Well at least I have changed right? Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life seems to be changing really fast and soon I am going to NS soon. Today Yan feng ask me that why I am still smiling while my replied should be showing a sad emotion? Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun like people around me to be always sad/emo/angry/cheated and etc….. Because I feel that my attitude and action is always changing to the people around me. That why my attitude suck when during my year 1 and 2 poly life is because that the group of friends is fuk up and always emoing here and there therefore I am also in a bad mode lol. Therefore I have decided that no matter how sad and pek cek, I still try to smile smile and continue with life. Because I dun wants to give stress to the people around me to worry about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/S_RFa_uXTpI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mZgUI08T1W0/s1600/29042010219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/S_RFa_uXTpI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mZgUI08T1W0/s400/29042010219.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473075777246809746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite photo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well is 4 am now guess I going to sign off now : -  )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-5968380427205526987?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/5968380427205526987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=5968380427205526987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5968380427205526987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5968380427205526987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2010/05/smile.html' title='SMILE!'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/S_RFa_uXTpI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mZgUI08T1W0/s72-c/29042010219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-3628305697613621991</id><published>2010-04-29T00:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T00:57:06.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KILL ALL MF!!!</title><content type='html'>OK SERIOUSLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK ALL MOTHER FUCKER PLAYER WHO LOVE TO CHEAT ON GIRL FEELING AND THINK THAT IS COOL!&lt;br /&gt;_|_ PLEASE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-3628305697613621991?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/3628305697613621991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=3628305697613621991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3628305697613621991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3628305697613621991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2010/04/kill-all-mf.html' title='KILL ALL MF!!!'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-2125951474447180220</id><published>2010-04-26T09:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T10:20:36.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation 2010 for ME!</title><content type='html'>Weee !!!!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Receive my graduation letter on last Friday about the information of that day what should I wear and etc ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally graduated from Ngee Ann after 3 years of fun and suffering with my classmate and lecturer. It was a long way when I remembered how I need to struggle to pass my result in the first half of my polytechnic life (sem 1.1 to 2.1) to how I struggle to score inorder to get better result. Although my result can’t let me go to any of the local U due to the poor result on the first half of my polytechnic result, but at least I completed it in 3 years and with a specialist in E – business in my cert.  &lt;br /&gt;Overall my polytechnic life is quite OK to me la, nothing really good that I can have memory on but of course nothing really bad happen to me too. Haha . But at least I know some good friend before the end of my polytechnic life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I end here as I blogging while I am working LOL. I attend two picture to show you guys how bias is ngee ann when your result is better. You can invite more guests to your graduation and better Seat (of course mine is the sucker one la! Else I wont be complaining :- )  )! WTF! Those who wan to come my graduation day to see Hip Hop Xie getting this cert can sms me for more detail. Btw the picture also have the detail on the time and location. Cya and good days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/S9TzTFMzcWI/AAAAAAAAAQE/UwSK7p4-s9Q/s1600/Weijie+grad.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/S9TzTFMzcWI/AAAAAAAAAQE/UwSK7p4-s9Q/s400/Weijie+grad.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464259757046198626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xie weijie Detail which is me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/S9TzTlqmxGI/AAAAAAAAAQM/q2q_KzM0s74/s1600/zi+yang.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/S9TzTlqmxGI/AAAAAAAAAQM/q2q_KzM0s74/s400/zi+yang.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464259765761131618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zi yang the pro boy (DU LAN!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-2125951474447180220?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/2125951474447180220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=2125951474447180220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/2125951474447180220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/2125951474447180220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2010/04/graduation-2010-for-me.html' title='Graduation 2010 for ME!'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/S9TzTFMzcWI/AAAAAAAAAQE/UwSK7p4-s9Q/s72-c/Weijie+grad.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-8916109671873531058</id><published>2010-04-16T16:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T16:49:42.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ven Bdae</title><content type='html'>Today I logged into my NS portal to check for my enlistment date as most of my friend receive the letter of enlistment. This is what I get !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Your enlistment date is on 02-Aug-2010. Your reporting unit is BASIC MILITARY TRAINING CENTRE SCHOOL 2 “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! Finally, my army days is here after 20 years of my life! But guess it would be a easy job for me in this 2 years as I am in the C9 L3 class with basically I am consider quite useless there lol. Nevertheless I will thrive hard to pass my NS life through this two years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok let talk something about this week activity, on Wednesday is one of my friend birthday parties at NSRCC (Tamah Merah there) and my working place is at NGEE ANN POLYTECHNIC. So is like from running from west to east liketat and my working hour end at 6 PM with is totally wtf to travel with the crowd.  Should not go into detail as there not much &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what shock me is that I saw someone that I didn’t saw him for the past 3 years. When he first say hi to me, I was like showing him the HUH face which I totally remember who is he. After he told me his nick name, I remembered who he is. Was talking to him since we are taveling in the same direction. When he reach his destination, he told me that: “Eh, U really change a lot…. Better as in you are more man and totally different from what you used to be”. After this I feel that I have really change a lot since leaving my secondary school but I am happy with the change I go through. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-8916109671873531058?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/8916109671873531058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=8916109671873531058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/8916109671873531058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/8916109671873531058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2010/04/ven-bdae.html' title='Ven Bdae'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-3812786577818588129</id><published>2010-04-08T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T02:20:05.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP ROWENA</title><content type='html'>Today topic I talk about LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be 21 this year and whenever I think of what I have done still now is really wasting my own time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After today basketball session, I went home to use Facebook and I saw a lot of the Newstead staff was commenting about something hot. After I did some reading of what really happen, I was shock that one of my closest newstead staff, Rowena has gone from this world. I was really depressing that wtf really happen to her? To me she was been so cheerful, helpful and etc. why would such cheerful girl go committed suicide herself for nothing?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work for newstead for 2 year since from PackardBell’s staff to a newstead part timer on Sim lim square #03-67 with Rowena and gang. That was the happiest time of my life as I learn a lot of thing there and make a few close friends there. I know her for 3 years from then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t accept the fact she gone from our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I just enter newstead, I was like a dumb fuck that knows anything about laptop and stuff and makes venetia very piss off with me. It was her to tell me what should I do to make it things right and how should I improve on my sale tactic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember on my 18th birthday, she ask what would be my best birthday present I wish to get. And my answer to her is PSP! So on my actual birthday, she really asks everyone to cope up with a sum of money to buy for me a psp! I am really touched on what she has done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember that she was the first one who called me FEI FEI in newstead which make me become more popular in newstead!&lt;br /&gt;I STILL REMEMBER THAT SHE WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO SAYS PACKARDBELL IS GOOD AND HELP ME SELL WHEN NO ONE WANTS TO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH FUK! I now am in a state of confusion! Life sucks! It ended so fast that no one was prepare! There a lot of question in my head which make me got a super bad headache now …. If I play basketball with her this might not happen …. I fail to keep up with the promise I make to her that I will teach her layup. I Failed as a friend.  Now my life is filling up with more regret. Hope she will forgive me….. I know no matter what I type here she can’t see it anymore. But just wanna tell her that even she is gone, she will always be living in our heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P Rowena .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s – I am really sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-3812786577818588129?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/3812786577818588129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=3812786577818588129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3812786577818588129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3812786577818588129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2010/04/rip-rowena.html' title='RIP ROWENA'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-3596133878093180415</id><published>2010-03-16T04:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T04:18:20.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT show march 2010</title><content type='html'>Update on IT fair from 11/3/2010 to 14/3/2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary on the overall sale throughout the 4 days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: 5&lt;br /&gt;Day2: 8&lt;br /&gt;Day3: 7&lt;br /&gt;Day4: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall I sold 28 laptops in the 4 days. Not the best IT shows I ever done but of course I am happy as I hit my target of above 20 laptops sold in 4 days. Hang around with my fujitsu friend Wei qin, twin sister and of cause my beloved black ghost : ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happen on 13/3/2010 which is the third day of IT show:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my customers whom is a Malay lady with 2 of her others friend came over and brought a laptop which I included a wireless mouse as one of the bundler with the laptop she brought. As the wireless mouse is out of stock, I asked her to collect her laptop while I transfer the mouse over and collect after she collected her laptop. When she return, there is a problem arise when the cashier said that the malay lady’s friend already taken the wireless mouse for her (btw cashier is from china so I talk to him with Chinese) and shouted at me which make me SUPER du lan and we started quarrelling over there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, the malay lady stop us and scolded us saying that we are bullying her as we talk in Chinese. She was damn angry that her body is shriving and scolded me for 2 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I dun mind being scolded because I always think that customer is always right.  But well I am impressing with myself that actually I control my temper and let her scolded me for two hours. LOL. She took my manager, vice manager, cashier and my name and wants to complain to singapoore customer service. Well we shall see what will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that night, another customer call and scolded me for another hours. NVM and the worst is I called my dad to da pao things for me to eat and he pack the food but forget to bring back LOL. Totally wtf for me that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everyone who come and find me during the show and talk cock with me LOL! Thanks special thanks to someone WHO CANT FIND ME DUE TO HUMAN TRAFFIC! LOL . And last thanks zhi yang for the wallet and belt :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-3596133878093180415?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/3596133878093180415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=3596133878093180415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3596133878093180415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3596133878093180415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-show-march-2010.html' title='IT show march 2010'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-7418333475740779749</id><published>2010-03-12T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T01:12:55.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hong yian blog post</title><content type='html'>Something i saw on my friend blog which I decided to post in here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bridal car stopped in front of our one-room flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My buddies insisted that I carry her out of the car in my arms. So I carried her into our home. She was then plump and shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a strong and happy bridegroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the scene ten years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following days were as simple as a cup of pure water: we had a kid; I went into business and tried to make more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the assets were steadily increasing, the affection between us seemed to lessen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a civil servant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning we left home together and got home almost at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our kid was studying in a boarding school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the calm life was more likely to be affected by unpredictable changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dew came into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart once again was immersed in her stream of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the apartment I bought for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dew said, you are the kind of man who best draws girls' eyeballs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her words suddenly reminded me of my wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were just married, my wife said, Men like you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I had betrayed my wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't help doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved Dew's hands aside and said you go to select some furniture, O.K.? I've got something to do in the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously she was unhappy because I had promised to do it together with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, the idea of divorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something impossible to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No matter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner. I was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we watched TV together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, I was lounging before the computer, visualizing Dew's body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the means of my entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I said to her in a slightly joking way, suppose we divorce, what will you do? She stared at me for a few seconds without a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently she believed that divorce was something too far away from her. I couldn't imagine how she would react once she got to know I was serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost all the staff looked at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hide something while talking to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She seemed to have got some hint. She gently smiled at my subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, Dew said to me, He Ning, divorce her, O.K.? Then we live together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. I've got something to tell you, I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sat down and ate quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I had to let her know what I was thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a divorce. I raised the serious topic calmly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I avoided her question. This so-called answer made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer, because my heart had gone to Dew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman who had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I could not take back what I had said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late that night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw her writing something at the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall asleep fast. When I woke up, I found she was still there. I turned over and was asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She brought up her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but I was supposed to give her one month's time before divorce, and in the month's time we must live as normal a life as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her reason was simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a month later and she didn't want him to see our marriage was broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me, He Ning, do you still remember how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This question suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me. I nodded and said, I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You carried me in your arms, she continued, so, I have a requirement, that is, you carry me out in your arms on the day when we divorce. From now to the end of this month, you must carry me out from the bedroom to the door every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accepted with a smile. I knew she missed those sweet days and wished to end her marriage romantically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she does, she has to face the result of divorce, she said scornfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her words more or less made me feel uncomfortable.My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even treated each other as a stranger. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She closed her eyes and said softly,Let us start from today, don't tell our son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went to wait for a bus, I drove to the office. On the second day, both of us acted much more easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She leaned on my chest. We were so close that I could smell the fragrance of her blouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I hadn't looked at this intimate woman carefully for a longtime. I found she was not young any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some fine wrinkles on her face. On the third day, she whispered to me, the outside garden is being demolished. Be careful when you pass there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were still an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The visualization of Dew became vague. On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as, where she put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nodded.The sense of intimacy was even stronger. I didn't tell Dew about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt it was easier to carry her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. I said to her, It seems not difficult to carry you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried quite a few but could not find a suitable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was because she was thinner that I could carry her more easily, not because I was stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew she had buried all the bitterness in her heart. Again, I felt a sense of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our son came in at the moment. Dad, it's time to carry mum out. He said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been an essential part of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face because I was afraid I would change my mind at the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly, as if we came back to our wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But her much lighter weight made me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our son had gone to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, actually I hope you will hold me in your arms until we are old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held her tightly and said, both you and I didn't notice that our life lacked intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I won't divorce. I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me, astonished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The she touched my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no fever, she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved her hand off my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, Dew, I said, I can only say sorry to you, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of life, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I understand that since I carried her into the home, she gave birth to our child, I am supposed to hold her until I am old. So I have to say sorry to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked downstairs and drove to the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my wife which was her favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote: I'll carry you out every morning until we are old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-7418333475740779749?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/7418333475740779749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=7418333475740779749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/7418333475740779749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/7418333475740779749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2010/03/hong-yian-blog-post.html' title='Hong yian blog post'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-6406353658921539544</id><published>2010-03-02T02:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T03:21:58.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK UP NITE!</title><content type='html'>Ok must confirm update liao can’t be too lazy and let my fan wait for me to blog lol….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok today topic is about Jasmine Birthday at Double O club &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok went to club with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ku, Yi kao and his girl friend, Dave, pinky, gary, Shirley, Mel and her gf, jay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel, Zhan yuan, jason, Kendrick, Weijun &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course of be loving birthday girl JASMINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let skip every of the drinking part in the club and come to the drunk part of me (I am listed number 1 in the drunkard list WTF!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I enter around 1030 and get drunk at around 12 30 which is one of the fastest record I get myself drunk in my life LOL. Why? Because my target is to get drunk that day and I hit my target lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here comes the guilty part of me first:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH ku and gang:&lt;br /&gt;I am really very sorry for getting drunk so fast and being such a burden to u guys. The worst part is I know that I am totally not a good host. I will make up with u guys again on Wednesday during our basketball session again. Sorry and thanks for looking after me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel and gang:&lt;br /&gt;OK HERE IS THE WORST PART OF ME! From the information I get from them, most of them is the one time clubbing.  And I disappear half way of the session and went home myself. I am such a fuking jerk. Damn I am really sorry if I spoil ur mood or wad.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jasmine:&lt;br /&gt;Ok here I am sorry that I get drunk before you. But of course I should get drunk before you as u can’t drink on that day. But after heard from u the next day that got some jerk force you to drink and stuff and I didn’t help u to cover or wad, I am sorry and be a burden down there.  And spoil ur mood of playing L4D before the club. I promise I will go more l4d session with u so that u won’t play alonely again LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that all for the guilty and sorry thing and now start the angry part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious although I have to admit that I not such of a care taker if my friend is drunk or what but I WOULD NOT TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THAT PERSON WHEN HE OR SHE IS DRUNK (please dun gets the wrong idea… is just some messing with me stuff)! And seriously when I am drunk, I know what the FUCK happen around me. I not like some of u out there who dun even know what the fuck u are doing! SO stop messing with me when I am drunk or fuck status. WHY? BECAUSE I DIDN’T touch u when u are fucking wasted! I didn’t say out doesn’t mean I dun mind it. SO if u fucking see this, think and please go fuck urself and stop messing with me! Totally W – T – F . And I thanks for broadcasting my private life I have told u guys. T-H-A-N-K-S! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly ... Hope Jasmine enjoy her nite that day HAha Happy birthday again here (Although the real birthday is on 3rd march)! Thanks for calling me along to ur party and causing all the problem i cause to u LOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That the end my blog today. Sorry to everyone mention above. Cya real soon everyone bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-6406353658921539544?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/6406353658921539544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=6406353658921539544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/6406353658921539544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/6406353658921539544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2010/03/fuck-up-nite.html' title='FUCK UP NITE!'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-82005893667673005</id><published>2010-01-06T00:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T01:30:10.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 summary</title><content type='html'>Ok that mark the end of 2009 and I gonna to write a summary about my life in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the most exciting part of my life I guess is going to India, it is a experience which I couldn’t get to know if I didn’t sign up for that exchange problem (because I dun think I will go to India on myself).  Try a lot of new stuff like firework, waterfall, throwing of colourful powder and stuff like this. Although I regretted going there as I think I lost someone before or when I was in India which make me emo throughout the whole trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Form a team with tanglin cairnhill csc for zone competition with ah yang and gang. Although we didn’t get any result, but I sure that we will be a good team this YEAR! I know I am weaker and therefore, I will put in my 101% this year for my training!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poly Classmate – Starting of my poly life, I thought that the girl in my classmate was all CMI (not look) which I can’t click with them and stuff but well guess what, actually I click with them just nice! Jessica the blur queen which never fail to make me laugh.  And Ah Tan, Ah seow, jia hui and jasmine in my class totally rock me with my Christmas this year with the outing and exchanging of present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine IS MEAN in my SS class – because of her “asking me to teach her” on studies, I found out that I can click and talk to her like nobody business! lOL. She asked me before a question: “You think am I very cong lo?” My answer will be Nope! I think you just fine. I prefer talking to someone who speak like you than girl speak like that they think they are better than me because of look and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at wad we do yesterday in class :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/S0Nu_GApkLI/AAAAAAAAAP8/t2YcXEfUKK0/s1600-h/Funny+chat+fb.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/S0Nu_GApkLI/AAAAAAAAAP8/t2YcXEfUKK0/s400/Funny+chat+fb.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423300406508359858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because she already told me she get D and she still reply me on FB. That why i replied back and we laugh at each other LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel and the IHP GANG! – you guys really show me what is brotherhood by waiting for me more than 2 hours to go for lunch together than someone who fuking hell nag behind me saying cant even wait for me for less than 15 min! Going out with u guys are great specially the NINJA DAY! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witch, gary, joe and Jackson – You guys make my year better especially Jackson and joe which accompany through most of the thick and thin. I sure that next year will be better for all of us since I going to army soon to become a driver LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ven, cj and feng – THANK for the most expensive gift I had in my life and helping me to hit one of my dream on 2009! Although the meeting of us is getting lesser but as ven said that is the though that count lOL. Let make this coming Saturday a great ONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku dave Yikao – My best Bball MATE! Let Go bball hope and make tiong CC our home court! NO ONE MESS WITH US THERE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTLY LAM KANG ! MY FUCKING BEST FRIEND! DUN EMO LIAO LA MY GAY FRIEND AND FIND ME TO WOW MORE! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That all with my entire friend comment and now my result, &lt;br /&gt;Sem 2.2 – 2.73&lt;br /&gt;Sem 3.1 – 3.14&lt;br /&gt;Sem 3.2 (currently)&lt;br /&gt;SCM – B&lt;br /&gt;WDD – B&lt;br /&gt;SS – B+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is improving by a lot since my around 2 GPA and I continue working harder WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well later my poly life I going to army life which is sad for every guy I think LOL. Overall I think that 2009 is a below average for me and hope 2010 will be a lot better for me! Signing off here CYA MATE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-82005893667673005?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/82005893667673005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=82005893667673005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/82005893667673005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/82005893667673005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009.html' title='2009 summary'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/S0Nu_GApkLI/AAAAAAAAAP8/t2YcXEfUKK0/s72-c/Funny+chat+fb.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-8525917181321768441</id><published>2009-12-08T10:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T10:29:04.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zone basketball</title><content type='html'>well here some photo of zone basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i lost but is a good experience and fun to play with ah yang and friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sx25k-OCHII/AAAAAAAAAPk/bPcxDWMUs6o/s1600-h/15835_1302009032796_1307558594_30866034_7872439_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sx25k-OCHII/AAAAAAAAAPk/bPcxDWMUs6o/s320/15835_1302009032796_1307558594_30866034_7872439_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412686371997490306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sx25ksVuDQI/AAAAAAAAAPc/9uUqxkh-7aM/s1600-h/15835_1302009072797_1307558594_30866035_3987010_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sx25ksVuDQI/AAAAAAAAAPc/9uUqxkh-7aM/s320/15835_1302009072797_1307558594_30866035_3987010_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412686367197891842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sx25kaxZOLI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ZzwEB6C-fb8/s1600-h/15835_1302009112798_1307558594_30866036_7391400_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sx25kaxZOLI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ZzwEB6C-fb8/s320/15835_1302009112798_1307558594_30866036_7391400_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412686362482129074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sx25UfvsY5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/NVcwiFqNEFk/s1600-h/15835_1302009152799_1307558594_30866037_3755622_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sx25UfvsY5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/NVcwiFqNEFk/s320/15835_1302009152799_1307558594_30866037_3755622_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412686088939266962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sx25ULn1OtI/AAAAAAAAAPE/qbUb48bolNY/s1600-h/15835_1302009192800_1307558594_30866038_8302184_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sx25ULn1OtI/AAAAAAAAAPE/qbUb48bolNY/s320/15835_1302009192800_1307558594_30866038_8302184_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412686083537582802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sx25T40PzNI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Cqr7gS0dMPI/s1600-h/15835_1302016112973_1307558594_30866069_47014_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sx25T40PzNI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Cqr7gS0dMPI/s320/15835_1302016112973_1307558594_30866069_47014_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412686078489382098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sx25TlQWj9I/AAAAAAAAAO0/_gSoiV5MLWA/s1600-h/15835_1302016152974_1307558594_30866070_8280098_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sx25TlQWj9I/AAAAAAAAAO0/_gSoiV5MLWA/s320/15835_1302016152974_1307558594_30866070_8280098_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412686073238556626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sx25TZbaCkI/AAAAAAAAAOs/HyqOkvcfyRc/s1600-h/15835_1302016192975_1307558594_30866071_2225828_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sx25TZbaCkI/AAAAAAAAAOs/HyqOkvcfyRc/s320/15835_1302016192975_1307558594_30866071_2225828_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412686070063696450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-8525917181321768441?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/8525917181321768441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=8525917181321768441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/8525917181321768441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/8525917181321768441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/12/zone-basketball.html' title='Zone basketball'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sx25k-OCHII/AAAAAAAAAPk/bPcxDWMUs6o/s72-c/15835_1302009032796_1307558594_30866034_7872439_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-8562918287257663567</id><published>2009-12-07T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T23:55:36.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random but Long</title><content type='html'>Hello! LONG TIME NO SEE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super duper long never update till to studying, basketballing and of course IT Fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First let talk about IT Fair, this is one of the worst IT fair i work ever. As usual, i worked for fujitsu and this is will be my last IT fair as i going to serve MY COUNTRY! I worked for 3 days as Thursday i am schooling and dun wish to miss it. This is my Result:&lt;br /&gt;1. 4 Sets&lt;br /&gt;2. 2 Sets&lt;br /&gt;3. 4 Sets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total will be 10 sets and i know is too easy to count LOL. Actually i be top seller using the three days (normal is 4 days) but seem like this show is really suck to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second will be schooling, busy on my WISP and my SCM. Got assignment due on the week after IT fair. So busying for the past week for my SCM and WISP. The words limit is 2.5k to 3.5k but nevertheless, i wanted to score A for SCM so i write 8.9k words in total! Lol. Totally shock when i saw the number of words i write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually nothing really happening happen in my life and is quite bored for me, but there something i wants to talk about which is something about "spare tyre" on friendship. Today someone jio me go see New moon today, at first i am very keen into it as that one of the movie i wanna see this year end but after i heard that they planned long ago, is because one of the girl which i dun really like and likewise to her too didnt go last minutes and that why they called me. &lt;br /&gt;To me is like why i am like the back up person? Why she cannot go then call me? No fish prawn also good? &lt;br /&gt;Second, if wanna call me go then wait until 12 pm then call me when she told u that she cant make it in the morning? Not i dunwan to go but i am totally unprepare to go. &lt;br /&gt;Sometime i sad that why am i being the back up plan or so call spare tyres in every friendship? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm gonna fuck it anyway. Not gonna to last anyway i guess. Will upload photo when pinky send me my photo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-8562918287257663567?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/8562918287257663567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=8562918287257663567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/8562918287257663567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/8562918287257663567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/12/random-but-long.html' title='Random but Long'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-2252490540153416905</id><published>2009-11-04T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T00:41:30.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>Ok I going to blog no matter how lazy how lazy am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some photo of my chalet-&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SvBcxfPjozI/AAAAAAAAAOk/4_eFfxsH4lI/s1600-h/IMG_5199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SvBcxfPjozI/AAAAAAAAAOk/4_eFfxsH4lI/s400/IMG_5199.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399917958487319346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only good friend that came :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SvBcwxT_7vI/AAAAAAAAAOc/oyckI6jZurw/s1600-h/IMG_5138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SvBcwxT_7vI/AAAAAAAAAOc/oyckI6jZurw/s400/IMG_5138.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399917946157919986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post due to demand from fan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SvBcwuy6VZI/AAAAAAAAAOU/HHvOwUu7OL8/s1600-h/IMG_5181-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SvBcwuy6VZI/AAAAAAAAAOU/HHvOwUu7OL8/s400/IMG_5181-01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399917945482270098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let talk about something that told by Y.F, meet him and have a little chit chat session after my chalet. After telling him what happen in my chalet, he told me that he feel that the chalet owner (the one who book the chalet) shouldn’t get drunk and take care of other people. For me, I feel that why should I take care of others? Shouldn’t they be old enough to take care of themselves? And is my chalet and why can’t I get myself drunk and enjoy myself? Something I have been thinking for a while. There no right or wrong in this case but well just a bit of thinking here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, have a session of basketball with my class people at NP.  As mention before, the only time that I am very confidence is in basketball. And when I played in school today, I feel that I am totally a burden…  Dun even know wtf I doing today. I hate it when the opp trying to make my teammate and I cant help them. Felt so helpless there. AH FUCK … let stop here bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let talk about friendship and stuff, for those who STILL think I am emo because of her(D). Please wake up your idea. I have never been emo or whatever shit. And I feel is unfair for people when u guys keep using her to make fun of me. Is not I cannot take joke but that something I want to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPECIALLY POINT FOR DONOVAN! MY PORITY LIST OF DREAM!&lt;br /&gt;1. IMPROVE ON MY BASKETBALL!&lt;br /&gt;2. IMPROVE ON MY RESULT!&lt;br /&gt;3. EARN MONEY!&lt;br /&gt;4. Buy a LV WALLET&lt;br /&gt;5. THEN LAST BUT NOT THE LEAST: FIND A GF!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-2252490540153416905?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/2252490540153416905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=2252490540153416905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/2252490540153416905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/2252490540153416905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/11/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SvBcxfPjozI/AAAAAAAAAOk/4_eFfxsH4lI/s72-c/IMG_5199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-6409014273850373684</id><published>2009-10-08T03:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T03:45:43.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>Well there goes my 20th Birthday Party at chevron for 3 day 2 night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, for me, i feel it quite enjoyable but just that maybe some of my friends who I wish them to attend it did not come.  That the only part of it la the rest is OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to say sorry to some people who I might have offended that night, I am so damn drunk at that point of time so if I do something stupid or fuck up….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE FORGIVE ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that chalet, I went to ask around asking what happen during that point of time, as I do not really remember it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am a jerk as I slowly am getting the picture back on my mind about that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE REMOVE THE MEMORY OFF MY MIND!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-6409014273850373684?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/6409014273850373684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=6409014273850373684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/6409014273850373684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/6409014273850373684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/10/birthday-party.html' title='Birthday Party'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-688384432686957645</id><published>2009-09-29T04:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T04:10:50.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre birthday post</title><content type='html'>This post is about my basketball again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my CSC game, ah ku and yi kao told me that I had improved along since then.&lt;br /&gt;I wondered why within a short period how can I improved that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ku told me that is the experience that make me advance and the training I get from him and jackon LOL! In addition, I believe in him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the match, I had not enough time to get myself into the condition and the new move I learn. That cause me to be slower and not so accurate when using the move that I not used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I declare that I WANT TO BE STRONGER! (Birthday wish!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want prove to other that hard work can win over talent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha and let tok cock about other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next Tuesday is my birthday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been a rather down year for me.  It seems like I failed a lot of thing that I wants to achieve in my life. I cause unhappiness to other more than happiness I guess. I still am living in the world of hatred, as I still could not stop hating the person who once is my good friend. More, whenever I see any of my friends, specially “her”, still contact or meet up with him. My emotion will take over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel that way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long thinking, I think is why is she so stupid and still wants to talk to him when he cause so much pain to you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I realise that I am the one being selfish. Actually is good that one put down their past and move on with their live and I know I repeat this over and over again. &lt;br /&gt;Actually none of my business from the start but I dunno why I always want to take the blame. Am I really the one to blame? Alternatively, I just want to be hero and take up the blame? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think is around 1 year since that problem …. Dunno how long I am going to let go of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing, I hate people who told me that they hate him/her because of whatever reason, but you are still meeting him/her. If you really hate him/her, then dun meet them lo. Dun tell me that u dislike him/her because I do not like him/her. Is because of this kind of “supportive” comment that make me feel that he/she is very fuck up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year wish list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy! : - )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-688384432686957645?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/688384432686957645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=688384432686957645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/688384432686957645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/688384432686957645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/09/pre-birthday-post.html' title='Pre birthday post'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-1168766905980026214</id><published>2009-09-23T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T02:51:31.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long LOng post</title><content type='html'>Hi , it has been month since I last post any entry due to laziness and world of warcraft LOL. And I promised sherily (if I didn’t spell it wrongly) that I gonna to post a very long post and a lot of bad word as this is more for me to vent my anger on! Lol . So here I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Basketball :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First about CSC basketball match, although we are a great team (said by other), we lost two match in a row which result to be knock out at the first round. Seriously for those people who said that I didn’t work hard enough, FUCK YOU! Because I did gave it my 101% into it but have some regret as I think I could do better than that. This is still not the end. During the second match while we were playing, a group of PUGGOL south CSC were laughing at me saying that I suck at basketball, fat or whatever FUCKS. Why? Because they lose to us  last year were not happy about it! More about it, they call a fat girl to get from me number and her reply is :” EEEEEEEEEE! DUNWAN LA!”. Again, Please look into the mirror before u say ANY SHIT ABOUT ME! In addition, there one guy whom dunhav anymore hair on this head is laughing here and there. The whole team suck and they were laughing at people? What do they got to laugh at me? Seriously for people who done this to other, PLEASE DUN LAUGH AT OTHER PEOPLE WEAKNESS WHEN U ARE NOT ANY BETTER WITH THEM! IF you disagree, FUCK U AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Nevertheless, I must congratz KS CSC as they won their second match which save them from being knockout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, when I see them win, an emotion took over me at that time. Maybe I just jealous with them because they won their match. &lt;br /&gt;Hai. Moreover, to people out there who say STEADINESS THAT WOULD COME TO SEE MY MATCH! FUCK U! Dun make empty promise! I dun believe in “Promise are mend to be broken” So if u cant confirm u coming, please dun sound like u are like my SUCK COCK BUDDY liketat. Do u know how sad I am to see how many people tell me that they can’t make it last min or even MIA? So think about it and change your idea about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to some people out there, basketball is a game of teamwork, not solo skill can win the game. To one that are in KSCC team, Please go think for yourself, you are a point guard (i dunno wad u playing but this is my guess), u got to pass the ball to your teammate so that they could do something about it. And when people correct you, Dun FUCKING HELL ATTITUDUE around like i owe you or something. If you think that you are always right? Then GG to you. Else Listen and think for yourself what your role. I dun scold u back is because i kind to you, respect. If it happen one more time, haha u will get double back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That all for my Basketball story. As now, I am resting for my knee to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT Fair : )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I work for fujitsu this time round again as I too lazy to look for other brand to sell even though they fucking hell keep deduct my pay. So instead of stressing myself and become the top seller, I change it to become more relax and suck more on my boss ball. WHY? Because I found out that people who always suck on my boss ball and wasn’t do problem to him will not deducted but people who chiong for top seller and did some small error to him will get deducted to people until the pay is like the same as people who suck ball. So why stressing myself and end up being said I am a bastard or wad and even quarrel with friend when u can get Suck up the ball? Lol. In addition, party is that I am very tiring due to sending off of zi yang (which I talk about it later) on the first day of IT fair which result in the rest of the fair to be restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I sell 34 sets which is the second top seller. Maybe u guys might think who the first? Haha is a girl who snatch people sale when she see interested buyer and bomb a story that she serve them before! And show off her butt to customer. So if u sees this, GO JUMP DOWN THE BUILDING THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of IT show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Farewell party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First story let talk about zi yang bah as he go off earlier than clare. Well actually, I dunno zi yang that well and infact, I only went out with him two times only. However, dunno why just got the feeling that he is a good guy and very nice to talk to that why I went to send him off regardless of the timing which is at 8 am in the airport. Have to wake up at 6 to get ready for IT fair and rush down to take MRT to changi airport. He is going to shanghai for attachment programme for 4 month if I not wrong. So when there talk cock a bit and then bought for him lot and lot of chocolate for him to eat! Lol. Just wanna tell u that take care of yourself there. Hope to see u soon! : )&lt;br /&gt;Second story is about clare as she is going to London to studying at oxford. Same story here lol, I dunno about clare that well too as I hardly go out with her but at least more than zi yang la lol. Due to suay mouth from jay, her flight is really brought forward and make us lack of time to do a good poster for her. This is the first time I have to run inorder to see the person before she check in LOL. But well at least we met her before she goes off to London for a year. Take care of youself more if you see this. Meet up when u are back and I cook thing for u to eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That all for my blogging session. I upload some csc picture next time round.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-1168766905980026214?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/1168766905980026214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=1168766905980026214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/1168766905980026214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/1168766905980026214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-long-post.html' title='Long LOng post'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-937473779210710959</id><published>2009-09-05T11:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T11:41:32.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama !</title><content type='html'>A Jap Drama call buzzer beat which i very into it . this is the theme song and is quite meaningful if u translate to english. I try to find the lyric in english. ENJOY:) Oh btw is call ichibu to zenbu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bkuYPFz0s0E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bkuYPFz0s0E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-937473779210710959?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/937473779210710959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=937473779210710959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/937473779210710959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/937473779210710959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/09/drama.html' title='Drama !'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-3298353863668174865</id><published>2009-08-29T02:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T02:27:33.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resuce WORK!</title><content type='html'>Just now my hamster drop into a corner of our drawer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which make it being trap behind the cardboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used 2 hours to chop off the cardboard and resuce her out LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai. Dunno why suddenly think that i am lack of confidence in everything nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiet sad.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-3298353863668174865?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/3298353863668174865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=3298353863668174865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3298353863668174865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3298353863668174865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/08/resuce-work.html' title='Resuce WORK!'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-2999331580782025351</id><published>2009-08-24T02:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T02:49:22.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CSC matches</title><content type='html'>Well ... There goes my story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 August which will be 7 days later will be my First match of CSC at SBC &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;601 Aljunied Crescent, #01-04&lt;br /&gt;Singapore 389862 (Beside Geylang Swimming Complex) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIrst match is Tanglin-Cairnhill VS Canberra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to be great about but sure wanna to give all i got for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i guess i gonna to quit basketball for a while to rest my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been injuried for quite a period lol. So pray hard we will win !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-2999331580782025351?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/2999331580782025351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=2999331580782025351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/2999331580782025351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/2999331580782025351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/08/csc-matches.html' title='CSC matches'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-6411929108280026990</id><published>2009-08-18T00:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T00:44:09.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joke</title><content type='html'>Jokes! Share them&lt;br /&gt;lol. tried finding the old one.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job at the FBI &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The FBI had an opening for an assassin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the background checks, interviews &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And testing were done, there were 3 finalists; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two men and a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the final test, the FBI agents took one of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The men to a large metal door and handed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him a gun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We must know that you will follow your &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions no matter what the circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the room you will find your wife sitting &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a chair .. . . Kill her!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man said, 'You can't be serious. I could &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never shoot my wife.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The agent said, 'Then you're not the right man &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this job. Take your wife and go home.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second man was given the same instructions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took the gun and went into the room. All was &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiet for about 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man came out with tears in his eyes, 'I tried, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't kill my wife.' The agent said, 'You don't &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have what it takes. Take your wife and go home.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it was the woman's turn. She was given the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same instructions, to kill her husband. She took the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gun and went into the room. Shots were heard, one &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After another. They heard screaming, crashing, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banging on the walls. After a few minutes, all was &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiet. The door opened slowly and there stood the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman, wiping the sweat from her brow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'This gun is loaded with blanks' she said. 'I had to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat him to death with the chair.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wife was in the kitchen making a breakfast of fried eggs for her husband. Suddenly , her husband burst into the kitchen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Careful,” he said, “CAREFUL! Put in some more butter! Oh my gosh! You're cooking too many at once. TOO MANY! Turn them! TURN THEM NOW! We need more butter. Oh my gosh! WHERE are we going to get MORE BUTTER? They're going to STICK! Careful. CAREFUL! I said be CAREFUL! You NEVER listen to me when you're cooking! Never! Turn them! Hurry up! Are you CRAZY? Have you LOST your mind? Don't forget to salt them. You know you always forget to salt them. Use the salt! USE THE SALT! THE SALT!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife stared at him. “What in the world is wrong with you? You think I don't know how to fry a couple of eggs?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband calmly replied, “I just wanted to show you what it feels like when I'm driving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of guys wanted to rob a bank, but they didn't want to cause a scene in the day time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they decided to break in at night. When the robbers got to the safe they found no money, but instead, they found what they thought, were cups of yoguart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One robber said "Dang no money, but at least we get a free meal." The robbers ate till morning then left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day the news paper headline said, World's Largest Sperm Bank Robbed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letter from Banta Singh of Punjab to Mr. Bill Gates of Microsoft &lt;br /&gt;Subject: Problems with my new computer &lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr. Bill Gates, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have bought a computer for our home and we have found some problems, which I want to bring to your notice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. There is a button 'Start' but there is no 'Stop' button. We request you to check this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. One doubt is whether any 'Re-scooter' is available in system? I find only 'Re-cycle', but I own a scooter at my home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. There is 'Find' button but it is not working properly. My wife lost the door key and we tried a lot trace the key with this 'find' button, but was unable to trace. Please rectify this problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My child learnt 'Microsoft Word' now he wants to learn 'Microsoft sentence', so when you will provide that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I bought computer, CPU, mouse and keyboard, but there is only one icon which shows 'My Computer': when you will provide the remaining items? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. It is surprising that windows says 'MY Pictures' but there is not even a single photo of mine. So when will you keep my photo in that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. There is 'MICROSOFT OFFICE' what about 'MICROSOFT HOME' since I use the PC at home only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You provided 'My Recent Documents'. When you will provide 'My Past Documents'? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You provide 'My Network Places'. For God sake please do not provide 'My Secret Places'. I do not want to let my wife know where I go after my office hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banta &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Last one to Mr. Bill Gates: &lt;br /&gt;Sir, how is it that your name is Gates but you are selling WINDOWS? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old man goes to his doctor and says, “I don't think my wife's hearing is as good as it used to be, what should I do?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor replies, “Try this test to find out for sure. When your wife is in the kitchen doing dishes, stand fifteen feet behind her and ask her a question. If she doesn't respond keep moving closer, asking the question until she hears you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man goes home and sees his wife preparing dinner. He stands fifteen feet behind her and says, “What's for dinner, honey?” No reponse. He moves to ten feet behind her and asks again, no response. Five feet, no answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally he stands directly behind her and says, “Honey, what's for supper?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says, “For the fourth time, I SAID CHICKEN!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=============&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Doctor, I've heard that cardiovascular exercise can prolong life. Is this true? &lt;br /&gt;A: Your heart is only good for so many beats, and that's it... don't waste them on exercise. &lt;br /&gt;Everything wears out eventually. Speeding up your heart will not make you live longer; &lt;br /&gt;that's like saying you can extend the life of your car by driving it faster. &lt;br /&gt;Want to live longer? Take a nap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Should I cut down on meat and eat more fruits and vegetables? &lt;br /&gt;A: You must grasp logistical efficiencies. What does a cow eat? Hay and corn.&lt;br /&gt;And what are these? Vegetables. So a steak is nothing more than an efficient &lt;br /&gt;mechanism of delivering vegetables to your system. Need grain? Eat chicken. &lt;br /&gt;Beef is also a good source of field grass (green leafy vegetable). &lt;br /&gt;And a pork chop can give you 100% of your recommended daily allowance of vegetable products. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Should I reduce my alcohol intake? &lt;br /&gt;A: No, not at all. Wine is made from fruit. Brandy is distilled wine, &lt;br /&gt;that means they take the water out of the fruity bit so you get even more &lt;br /&gt;of the goodness that way. Beer is also made out of grain. Bottoms up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How can I calculate my body/fat ratio? &lt;br /&gt;A: Well, if you have a body and you have fat, your ratio is one to one. &lt;br /&gt;If you have two bodies, your ratio is two to one, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What are some of the advantages of participating in a regular exercise program? &lt;br /&gt;A: Can't think of a single one, sorry. My philosophy is: No Pain...Good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Aren't fried foods bad for you? &lt;br /&gt;A: YOU'RE NOT LISTENING!!! ..... Foods are fried these days in vegetable oil. &lt;br /&gt;In fact, they're permeated in it. How could getting more vegetables be bad for you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Will sit-ups help prevent me from getting a little soft around the middle? &lt;br /&gt;A: Definitely not! When you exercise a muscle, it gets bigger. &lt;br /&gt;You should only be doing sit-ups if you want a bigger stomach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Is chocolate bad for me? &lt;br /&gt;A: Are you crazy? HELLO Cocoa beans ! Another vegetable!!! &lt;br /&gt;It's the best feel-good food around! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Is swimming good for your figure? &lt;br /&gt;A: If swimming is good for your figure, explain whales to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Is getting in-shape important for my lifestyle? &lt;br /&gt;A: Hey! 'Round' is a shape! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope this has cleared up any misconceptions you may have had about food and diets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And remember:&lt;br /&gt;'Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention &lt;br /&gt;of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, &lt;br /&gt;but rather to skid in sideways - &lt;br /&gt;Chardonnay in one hand - chocolate in the other - &lt;br /&gt;body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and &lt;br /&gt;screaming 'WOO HOO, What a Ride' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who watch what you eat, here's the final word on nutrition and health. &lt;br /&gt;It's a relief to know the truth after all those conflicting nutritional studies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Japanese eat very little fat&lt;br /&gt;and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Mexicans eat a lot of fat&lt;br /&gt;and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Chinese drink very little red wine &lt;br /&gt;and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The Italians drink a lot of red wine&lt;br /&gt;and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The Germans drink a lot of beers and eat lots of sausages and fats &lt;br /&gt;and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONCLUSION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat and drink what you like.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking English is apparently what kills you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father: A banker provided by nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss: Someone who is early when you are late and late when you are early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile: A curve that can set a lot of things straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumour: News that travels at the speed of sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dictionary: The only place where divorce comes before marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College: A place where some pursue learning and others learn pursuing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Office: A place where you can relax after your strenuous homelife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn: The only time some married men ever get to open their mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etc.: A sign to make others believe that you know more than you actually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Committee: Individuals who can do nothing individually and sit to decide that nothing can be done together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic: A book which people praise, but do not read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage: It is an agreement in which a man loses his bachelors degree and woman gains her master's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry: Interest paid on trouble before it falls due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience: The name men give to their mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears: The hydraulic force by which masculine power is defeated by feminine power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atom Bomb: An invention to end all inventions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosopher: A fool who torments himself during life, to be spoken off when dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diplomat: A person who tells you to go to hell in such a way that you actually look forward to the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimist: A person who starts taking bath if he accidentally falls into a river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pessimist: A person who says that O is the last letter in ZERO, instead of the first letter in the word OPPORTUNITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miser: A person who lives poor so that he can die rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Criminal: A guy no different from the rest of us .... except that he got caught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Politician: One who shakes your hand before elections and shakes your confidence after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: A person who kills your ills by pills, and kills you with his bills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===========&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Love Dress:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman stopped by, unannounced, at her son'shouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knocked on the door then immediately walked in. She was shocked to see her daughter-in-law lying on the couch, totally naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft music was playing, and the aroma of perfume filled the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What are you doing?' she asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'm waiting for Justin to come home from work.' The daughter-in-law answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' But you're naked!' the mother-in-law exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;'This is my love dress,' the daughter-in-law explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love dress? But you're naked!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Justin loves me to wear this dress,' she explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Every time he sees me in this&lt;br /&gt;dress, he instantly becomes romantic and ravages me for hours.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother-in-law left. When she got home she undressed, showered, put on her best perfume, dimmed the lights, put on a romantic CD, and lay on the couch waiting for her husband to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, her husband came home. He walked in and saw her lying there so provocatively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' What are you doing?' he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'This is my love dress,' she whispered, sensually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Needs ironing,' he said, 'What's for dinner?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting all of Pope Benedict's luggage loaded into the limo, (and he doesn't travel light), the driver notices the Pope is still standing on the curb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Excuse me, Your Holiness,' says the driver, 'Would you please take your seat so we can leave?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Well, to tell you the truth,' says the Pope, 'they never let me drive at the Vatican when I was a cardinal, and I'd really like to drive today.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'm sorry, Your Holiness, but I cannot let you do that. I'd lose my job! What if something should happen?' protests the driver, wishing he'd never gone to work that morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Who's going to tell?' says the Pope with a smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reluctantly, the driver gets in the back as the Pope climbs in behind the wheel. The driver quickly regrets his decision when, after exiting the airport, the Pontiff floors it, accelerating the limo to 205 kph. (Remember, the Pope is German.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Please slow down, Your Holiness!' pleads the worried driver, but the Pope keeps the pedal to the metal until they hear sirens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh, dear God, I'm going to lose my license -- and my job!' moans the driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pope pulls over and rolls down the window as the cop approaches, but the cop takes one look at him, goes back to his motorcycle, and gets on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I need to talk to the Chief,' he says to the dispatcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chief gets on the radio and the cop tells him that he's stopped a limo going 205 kph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So bust him,' says the Chief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I don't think we want to do that, he's really important,' said the cop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chief exclaimed,' All the more reason!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No, I mean really important,' said the cop with a bit of persistence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chief then asked, 'Who do you have there, the mayor?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cop: 'Bigger.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chief: ' A senator?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cop: 'Bigger.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chief: 'The Prime Minister?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cop: 'Bigger.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,' said the Chief, 'Who is it?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cop: 'I think it's God!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chief is even more puzzled and curious, 'What makes you think it's God?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cop: 'His chauffeur is the Pope!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: one more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man called home to his wife and said, " Honey I have been asked to go fishing up in Canada with my boss &amp; several of his Friends .&lt;br /&gt;We'll be gone for a week. This is a good opportunity for me to get that Promotion I've been wanting, so could you please pack enough Clothes for a week and set out my rod and fishing box, we're Leaving From the office &amp; I will swing by the house to pick my things up" &lt;br /&gt;" Oh! Please pack my new blue silk pyjamas. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife thinks this sounds a bit fishy but being the good wife she is, did exactly what her husband asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following Weekend he came home a little tired but otherwise looking good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife welcomed him home and asked if he caught many fish? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Yes! Lots of Salmon, some Bluegill, and a few Swordfish. But why didn't you pack my new blue silk pyjamas like I asked you to Do?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife replied, "I did. They're in your fishing box ..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-6411929108280026990?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/6411929108280026990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=6411929108280026990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/6411929108280026990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/6411929108280026990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/08/joke.html' title='joke'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-1099556536986478543</id><published>2009-08-09T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T17:52:20.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes and hope</title><content type='html'>Will this august late will be the opening of csc team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, i will be joining the cairnhill csc team with mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Let hope for something now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, there a girl giving me all the support words and action that i needed when i was down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came to support me when noone else wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she told me that she will come to my match when i have one to support me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you see this blog post, please come to my match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update where and when i being inform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the promise we set will be fulfil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-1099556536986478543?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/1099556536986478543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=1099556536986478543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/1099556536986478543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/1099556536986478543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/08/wishes-and-hope.html' title='Wishes and hope'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-609077385031220420</id><published>2009-08-05T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:59:04.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROTTING</title><content type='html'>Long time never blog liao due to shortage of time and dun have the “feel” to blog anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing interesting happen in my life lately and all in my mind is to do my project, project and more projects. Finally, the day has come on 04/08/09 that my project has finally come to the end where I have my final year project presentation done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To look on the bright side, I am more relax and having holiday right now. But on the bad side, I rotting at home nothing to do LOL.  Seem like every of my poly mate is still studying and prepare for exam while I am here do nothing but blog and quiz at FB LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if anyone got job to intro me, please tell me and if can, is related to IT lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now planning a oversea trip with Terence and gang to either batam or bitam. Dunno is it because of india or berenice like suddenly because very close with them.  Nevertheless, I think they are great as they are taking up joke and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;That all for today blog as really nothing for me to write LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-609077385031220420?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/609077385031220420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=609077385031220420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/609077385031220420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/609077385031220420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/08/rotting.html' title='ROTTING'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-2878103925925273067</id><published>2009-07-19T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:41:35.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello Guys! No time no see! LOL…. Been Busy with my final year project and report until I want to go crazy already LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I guess I also enjoy a lot. Lol.  Last Friday went to raining pub with Gary, Jackson, Yi kao, Ah ku, Derek, Dong Wah and Pinky for drinks. Is the first time I ever go drinking with them after knowing them for such a long time. Have a great time with them seeing them trying hard to make Derek KNOCK OUT! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, guess this year Joe and I are going to play for carnhill CSC finally lOl. So people who promised me before that will go to watch my match, remember to fulfil your promise LOL. But currently the team only have 6 people so anyone who live around Henderson can play for us ^.^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming Wednesday going to see KOBE on Singapore indoor stadium. Hope I will be the lucky one who can be 1 on 1 with kobe. If I am the lucky one, I will slam him for sure! lOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday onward, I will be a bit rich as I get my IT fair pay and a FREE MAN AT LAST FROM ALL THE PROJECT! Lol….  That all folk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SmMweoSiYtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/HLsori2kWC8/s1600-h/SNC00074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SmMweoSiYtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/HLsori2kWC8/s400/SNC00074.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360181284270400210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SmMwfLtuqqI/AAAAAAAAAOM/FiZQWMH08a8/s1600-h/SNC00071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SmMwfLtuqqI/AAAAAAAAAOM/FiZQWMH08a8/s400/SNC00071.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360181293779692194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-2878103925925273067?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/2878103925925273067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=2878103925925273067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/2878103925925273067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/2878103925925273067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-guys-no-time-no-see-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SmMweoSiYtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/HLsori2kWC8/s72-c/SNC00074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-9132526518234856588</id><published>2009-07-08T11:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T11:28:43.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living the life you love, and loving the life you live how hard is that.</title><content type='html'>Interesting Quote i get from one of my Fujistu customer msn:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living the life you love, and loving the life you live. How hard is that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-9132526518234856588?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/9132526518234856588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=9132526518234856588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/9132526518234856588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/9132526518234856588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/07/living-life-you-love-and-loving-life_08.html' title='Living the life you love, and loving the life you live how hard is that.'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-7869616859193951181</id><published>2009-07-08T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T11:26:50.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living the life you love, and loving the life you live how hard is that.</title><content type='html'>Living the life you love, and loving the life you live. How hard is that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-7869616859193951181?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/7869616859193951181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=7869616859193951181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/7869616859193951181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/7869616859193951181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/07/living-life-you-love-and-loving-life.html' title='Living the life you love, and loving the life you live how hard is that.'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-5728596699434968409</id><published>2009-07-03T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:54:10.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gathering...</title><content type='html'>Finally got an email from the Asus computer club stating that I am officially one of their members now. Guess that is something good for me then LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I will go for that training and stuff as I really think it is good for my career next time as it is IT related stuff and Asus is one of the famous brands in the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the First OIP gathering started! We brought 8 pizza, 2 family fest and 60 worth of vegetarians food for 25 people to eat LOL. Totally amount spend is around 300 dollar. Suppose to be a very enjoyable event for everyone but well guess I am the fuck up person who screw up the event, as I am the planner and I really dun have the mood to entertain them anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 25 people are split into 3 groups:&lt;br /&gt;1. Teacher groups&lt;br /&gt;2. Level 1 gang, Terry  and lifen&lt;br /&gt;3. Rest (which include me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally is not like a gathering …. I guess I am really suck at planning any shit la… Although Li ling say it is great and stuff but I know deep in my heart it is a fuck up gathering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe is still not too bad for other as they are just one of the “guest”. But for me, I really wants everyone to come and enjoy because is really hard for 28 of us to be bond in India. But guess maybe I am the only one who think of this. Because a lot of different thing happen and the bond we build in India is totally broken off liao bah … &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime, I really hate this relationship between human call BGR!  Why? &lt;br /&gt;Because if BGR happen between two person which belong to the same click, the click will be disband eventually. I dunno why that through out my 20 years of life, it is never fail to break up friendship LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let talk around India time bah. I remember during INDIA, there are 2 people(1 guy and 1 girl)  which is very good with each other where they can without any worries. But once another guy tried to woo/jio the girl, the friendship get worsen away. Soon when they are back to Singapore, misunderstanding took place and there goes the friendship… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai, maybe I am not in a place to say this but I taking this as a example only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hard feeling or bad comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who didnt attend:&lt;br /&gt;Jie Ying, Jasmine, IDA, Clement(if i didnt spell wrong), viki, Jun liang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who areoplane me:&lt;br /&gt;Jie ying, IDA and jun liang . THANK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-5728596699434968409?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/5728596699434968409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=5728596699434968409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5728596699434968409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5728596699434968409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/07/gathering.html' title='Gathering...'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-3603225648215146142</id><published>2009-06-27T17:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T17:16:29.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>India gathering</title><content type='html'>YOYO OIP's FRIENDS! MR WILLEY say that we got 300 bucks extra for india trip! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So good new is that we will be spending this 300 bucks all ON FOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Bad news is we will be gaining weight ! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, Please tell me when u free when school re-open and help me spread around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our plan is either go to little india to have food or we can stay at school and call for food delivery! Is our choose so pick ur choice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can suggest what to eat too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let mark this meeting to be our 1st OIP gathering :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-3603225648215146142?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/3603225648215146142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=3603225648215146142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3603225648215146142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3603225648215146142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/06/india-gathering.html' title='India gathering'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-9062805808585802150</id><published>2009-06-22T02:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T02:17:36.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUNNY WONDER GIRL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K93dCa8GM34&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K93dCa8GM34&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-9062805808585802150?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/9062805808585802150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=9062805808585802150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/9062805808585802150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/9062805808585802150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/06/funny-wonder-girl.html' title='FUNNY WONDER GIRL!'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-8735763389364382081</id><published>2009-06-19T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T01:52:01.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Really too bored during the nighttime so guess blogging is the only thing I can do …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I want to say about myself…. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I have to agree with people that I am the kind of people, which I dun like to lose to people.  Especially in the field that I think, I am good at. Example like IT sales and maybe gaming or basketball. Nevertheless, in this world, who like to lose? I think that everyone like to be a winner then a loser? I agree that I will compare myself with other when its come to this field BUT I never intend to compare myself with my friend!!!! To me, number of laptop sell is just another number. Even if I wanted to be the top seller, I comparing to friends. In addition, I want to be the top seller is just for me to boast my self-confidence. Not to gain frame or hao lian to u that I am better than you are! If I wants to hao lian around, I will be telling people how much I sell than just lying around saying I sell 1 or 2 sets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask you how much you sold that day is concern and not anything more than that. HOW I KNOW HOW U FEEL! You did not tell me anything about yourselves.  Ya I failed you …. I really feel dumb asking you how much u sell. U ignore me when I ask when I keep asking until u say something u hurt me. To you is just a little comment, put yourselves in mine shoe. If I want to win you, I would not have told u that I could put my machine under your name! To u, maybe u thinks I kidding but I willing to put it. But of course when u got ur pay, you must return the commission.   Ya u have no true friend la … Then I guess I am the only dumb one who still think u treat me as ur true friend. Lol.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what can I do or what la …  Maybe I have really changed…. Or maybe I didn’t even understand who you are at all… haha ….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-8735763389364382081?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/8735763389364382081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=8735763389364382081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/8735763389364382081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/8735763389364382081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/06/really-too-bored-during-nighttime-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-4140640679715911604</id><published>2009-06-15T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T02:11:14.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PC SHOW 2009 !</title><content type='html'>PC show come to an end..... Summary of my sale at fujitsu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st - 9&lt;br /&gt;2nd - 14&lt;br /&gt;3rd - 8&lt;br /&gt;4th - 7&lt;br /&gt;Overall 2nd top seller if i not wrong.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total around 38 - 41 liketat .... cant remember well too LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMO! I Am not the best anymore ... Hai sad and feel a bit f u c k u p -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-4140640679715911604?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/4140640679715911604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=4140640679715911604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/4140640679715911604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/4140640679715911604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/06/pc-show-2009.html' title='PC SHOW 2009 !'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-8550557554420845118</id><published>2009-06-10T00:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T00:15:56.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifen Email</title><content type='html'>I read this email from lifen ... interesting so post lo LOL thank... &lt;br /&gt;Bolded point is what i think is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things girls don't realize....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Guys are more emotional than you think, if they loved you at one point, it'll take them a lot longer than you think to let you go, and it hurts every second that they try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Guys may be flirting around all day, but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Guys will do anything just to get you to notice him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend or ex love-interest. Unless they're going for the let-her-complain-to-you-and-then-have-her-realize-how-wonderful-and-nice-you-are method.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. A guy who likes you wants to be the only guy you talk to.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Boyfriends need to be reassured often that they're still loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Guys don't care how gorgeous you are, if you're a bitch Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Giving a guy a hanging message like 'You know what?!..uh...nevermind..' would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking. And he'll assume he did something wrong and he'll obsess about it trying to figure it out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Girls are guys' weaknesses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Guys are very open about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Guys love you more than you love them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Guys use words like hot or cute to describe girls. They rarely use beautiful or gorgeous. If a guy uses that, he loves you or likes you a whole hell of a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. No matter how much guys talk about butts and boobs, personality is key.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Guys worry about the thin line between being compassionate and being whipped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Guys think WAY too much. One small thing a girl does, even if she doesn't notice it can make the guy think about it for hours, trying to figure out what it meant.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If the guy does something stupid in front of the girl, he will think about it for the next couple days or until the next time he spends time with the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If a guy looks unusually calm and laid back, he's probably faking it and is spazzing inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl, he really is. Guys rarely say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he's just actually saying, 'Please come and listen to me.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him. It doesn't happen that often, so when it does, you know something's up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. When a guy tells you that you are beautiful, don't say you aren't. It makes them want to stop telling you because they don't want you to disagree with them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. When a guy looks at you for longer than a second, he's definitely thinking something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. A guy has more problems than you can see with your naked eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Don't be a snob. Guys can be intimidated and give up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Guys talk about girls more than girls talk about guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions and are MAD confusing but somehow are drawn even more to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. A guy would give his right nut to be able to read a girl's mind for a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. No guy can handle all his problems on his own. He's just too stubborn to admit it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. Not all guys are jerks. Just because ONE is a jackass doesn't mean he represents ALL of them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. They love it when girls talk about their boobs. haha it's true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. When a guy hits your butt it means that he wants you sexually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Even if they refuse it all guys are ticklish on the ribs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Guys love neck rubs and if he lets you keep doing it ..it means that he really likes you or his neck really hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. When a guy sacrifices his sleep and health just to be with you, he really likes you and wants to be with you as much as possible.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Even if you dump a guy months ago and he loved you he probably still does and if he had one wish it would be you to come back into his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL in the end like bold everything liao lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-8550557554420845118?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/8550557554420845118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=8550557554420845118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/8550557554420845118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/8550557554420845118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/06/lifen-email.html' title='Lifen Email'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-750872434596130853</id><published>2009-06-09T01:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T01:42:08.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FORGET!</title><content type='html'>Today get this song from Eng Yao as i heard it from my bro HP when we were slacking yesterday... I think this song is interesting and suit so well .... After listening to it, I feel is true that sometime you wish the person dun contact you anymore but you can't because she is your part of your cick. Maybe one of my friend feel liketat too as i saw him outburst today... Wish Us good luck then :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MayDay song - Tu Ran Hao Xiang Ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mAqHSSLUZvY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mAqHSSLUZvY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;突然好想你 &lt;br /&gt;词曲:五月天阿信 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最怕空气突然安静 最怕朋友突然的关心 &lt;br /&gt;最怕回忆 突然翻滚绞痛着 不平息 &lt;br /&gt;最怕突然 听到你的消息 &lt;br /&gt;想念如果会有声音 不愿那是悲伤的哭泣 &lt;br /&gt;事到如今 终于让自己属于 我自己 &lt;br /&gt;只剩眼泪 还骗不过自己 &lt;br /&gt;突然好想你 你会在哪里 过得快乐或委屈 &lt;br /&gt;突然好想你 突然锋利的回忆 突然模糊的眼睛 &lt;br /&gt;我们像一首最美丽的歌曲 变成两部悲伤的电影 &lt;br /&gt;为什么你 带我走过最难忘的旅行 &lt;br /&gt;然后留下 最痛的纪念品 &lt;br /&gt;我们 那么甜那么美那么相信 &lt;br /&gt;那么疯那么热烈的曾经 &lt;br /&gt;为何我们还是要奔向各自的幸福和遗憾中老去 &lt;br /&gt;突然好想你 你会在哪里 过得快乐或委屈 &lt;br /&gt;突然好想你 突然锋利的回忆 突然模糊的眼睛 &lt;br /&gt;最怕空气突然安静 最怕朋友突然的关心 &lt;br /&gt;最怕回忆 突然翻滚绞痛着 不平息 &lt;br /&gt;最怕突然 听到你的消息 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最怕此生已经决心自己过 没有你 &lt;br /&gt;却又突然 听到你的消息&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-750872434596130853?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/750872434596130853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=750872434596130853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/750872434596130853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/750872434596130853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/06/forget.html' title='FORGET!'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-5488200941950294674</id><published>2009-06-08T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T01:27:23.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ReflectION</title><content type='html'>Finally for dunno how many year, met up with ian and chat at 1.30AM around my house there mac to 5 am LOL. Really feel good about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a little chat with Ven this morning on phone and talk about a bit on relationship thingy. And found out that actually my thinking had change after my india trip .... Dunno to me this is good or bad change. But confirm not the guy i like if their attitude is liketat.... So gonna do something about it LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess is good that i catch up with my old friend after all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-5488200941950294674?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/5488200941950294674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=5488200941950294674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5488200941950294674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5488200941950294674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/06/reflection.html' title='ReflectION'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-3875163669751748595</id><published>2009-06-06T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T01:13:06.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes finish....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Siqjbu2DQlI/AAAAAAAAAN8/9YzpUENy7Vo/s1600-h/P1040531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Siqjbu2DQlI/AAAAAAAAAN8/9YzpUENy7Vo/s320/P1040531.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344263604655047250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not updating my blog as I am really too lazy to update sometime after a long day after class (IHP). Nothing much this week as I was busying preparing a birthday surprise for one of my friend who fall on 06/06.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start anything, I like to thank Shirley, Clara and Melisa for being my adviser on gift part. Joe, Jackson, wei jin and GARY XIAO WANG ZI for idea and accompany running here and there driving me around for getting stuff and more. Malvin : ))) For saving my day when my net card cannot go through bill! lOL. Kenny and Jing feng for being my spy for the information and time I needed to complete everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I/we prepare to give on that day,&lt;br /&gt;1. Brought a necklace at mint and co at raffle place there&lt;br /&gt;2. A bracelet(Dunno what it call la) from tiong plaza&lt;br /&gt;3. A flower from iken&lt;br /&gt;4. Candle FROM JOE(Although I didn’t use it due to stupidness)&lt;br /&gt;5. Cake which I bake myself&lt;br /&gt;6. 1 Sincerely heart LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparing the item is really hard as I seldom be a planner who go around and ask from people money. Shop here and there for her gift. And is the first time I bake cake for people LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the plan was to reach there around 1145 and I could do what I wanted to do as plan. But due to laziness and suck time planning by myself ….. I reach there around 12.35 liketat as the uncle say 15 min of walk from mrt station which took me an hour plus to get to her house LOL. And I walking around her neighbour thinking which one is her block.&lt;br /&gt;But what shock me is I saw her infront of me! LOl … which make me shock and disappoint myself. Cause means what I plan I cant do it as I planned. SAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then gave everything to her then light the candle but didn’t sing for her birthday song as I am too shy for it LOL! Then walk to dunno where rata shop for dinner as I am super super hungry and tired at that point of time as I haven had my dinner because I haven buy a lot of thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go there tok cock tok cock awhile then start to go home. I say a lot of weird weird thing to her as I am tired wish make her laugh so well is a good thing though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday no chance to sing for her so guess I will sing it here then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you!&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you!&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Daphne!&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That it folk. Wish you will pass your TP! LOl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-3875163669751748595?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/3875163669751748595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=3875163669751748595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3875163669751748595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3875163669751748595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/06/wishes-finish.html' title='Wishes finish....'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Siqjbu2DQlI/AAAAAAAAAN8/9YzpUENy7Vo/s72-c/P1040531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-2609542382776851439</id><published>2009-05-30T12:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T23:47:48.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocking ....</title><content type='html'>Today when i awake, saw one of my hamster, Xiao Hei was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the shocking thing is that i found out that no matter how hard i call him, he did not response. That is when i found out that actually he is dead ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend 120 dollar to call a service from to come and bring my xiao hei to buried and build a tombstone for him .... And bring me back the picture and the tombstone back to my house and keep her inside my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess the one really heartbroken is my mom as she dote her alot food wise. Guess i will not hear anymore dish plate hitting sound at night anymore even if i wants to hear it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Xiao Bai my another hamster will be very bored.... It really break my heart when i see xiao bai tried to call and shake xiao hei wake up today when i haven found out that she is gone... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally sad and emo .... Hai .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP Xiao Hei&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-2609542382776851439?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/2609542382776851439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=2609542382776851439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/2609542382776851439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/2609542382776851439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/05/shocking.html' title='Shocking ....'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-492529620372365917</id><published>2009-05-25T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T01:20:23.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saw this phrase on one of my friend facebook tagged photo album name. Make me think of what I used to say. Here its goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When we're this young, we have nothing to lose...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well when I see this, I feel like seeing myself when I was 15 that time. I Used to say this phrase a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I am still young ma. Anything I do also cannot to lose so scare what?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the time goes on, I think to realize that maybe is true that we didn’t think of the possible result when we do something and we have cannot to lose even though we are in wrong. Starting to feel immature during teenager time when I have this kind of thinking back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we didn’t though of the people around us that cares for us how heartbroken will they be if we got into trouble. We really got anything to lose because when we really get into trouble, it was people who really care for us helped us to wipe our ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of teenager will think “AIYA! If anything happen, I own self settle la! I got my brother/friend support!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha … Wait until that day when we really get into deep shit, that when the time when the so call brother/friend one by one left one. Then wait for ur family to come and help u wipe ur ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I think I screw up my secondary school life because of this phrase. However, I trying hard to change for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hereby say that I not those kinds who pick on fight without any reason nor I am one who bully people who are smaller size than me.  Finally I also not gangster or what! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am changing already.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guess everything is too late by now? ....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-492529620372365917?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/492529620372365917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=492529620372365917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/492529620372365917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/492529620372365917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/05/saw-this-phrase-on-one-of-my-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-4168447424397201968</id><published>2009-05-21T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T01:24:44.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Circle circle dot dot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O-tkqpHnxTI"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circle circle dot dot song!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See this song for our CIRCLE CIRCLE DOT DOT CLUB! LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-4168447424397201968?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/4168447424397201968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=4168447424397201968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/4168447424397201968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/4168447424397201968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/05/circle-circle-dot-dot.html' title='Circle circle dot dot'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-4434689026870644424</id><published>2009-05-18T15:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:02:59.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mircosoft Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/ShESx-bJhrI/AAAAAAAAAN0/VzDpCdx3cPQ/s1600-h/IMG_3184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/ShESx-bJhrI/AAAAAAAAAN0/VzDpCdx3cPQ/s400/IMG_3184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337067683190507186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! Mircosoft Finalist!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-4434689026870644424?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/4434689026870644424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=4434689026870644424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/4434689026870644424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/4434689026870644424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/05/mircosoft-picture.html' title='Mircosoft Picture'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/ShESx-bJhrI/AAAAAAAAAN0/VzDpCdx3cPQ/s72-c/IMG_3184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-4940589706763194159</id><published>2009-05-17T00:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T01:12:55.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring Days ...</title><content type='html'>Just do a quick blog b4 I go and play chess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally enter another competition called the Microsoft Excel Finalist. The score was 1000 the max and during the prelim round, I got 951. In addition, was the over all two at NP. During that competition on Friday, which held at City plaza, I got 978  due to a stupid mistake and my timing is around 8 minutes plus. Finally, lost due to someone getting full mark for the test. Quite emo la as I think I really put in a lot of hard work liao and now can only pray to get top 10 list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that met Jackson, Joe, Shirley, Wen jin and gray to see Angel and demon. Not bad for that kind of show which not really the type I likes. Next, we went on to Shirley house for supper and play around with my BFF! lOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to give in 100% of what I can do to everything I DO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to concentrate on what I want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do it if I want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; P.s I Promise U that I will not fight again mean I will not fight again. I am a man of my words. You shall wait and see how I am going to make it true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random choosen when i close my eye lOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sg7ylbaQw7I/AAAAAAAAANc/zerwRLFToG4/s1600-h/4444_94088992518_671572518_2654709_7778392_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sg7ylbaQw7I/AAAAAAAAANc/zerwRLFToG4/s320/4444_94088992518_671572518_2654709_7778392_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336469333307605938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sly birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sg7yvGscRlI/AAAAAAAAANs/_XW_eV-16nM/s1600-h/4444_94088992518_671572518_2654709_7778392_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sg7yvGscRlI/AAAAAAAAANs/_XW_eV-16nM/s320/4444_94088992518_671572518_2654709_7778392_s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336469499545405010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMA CHAMPION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sg7yk-A7RbI/AAAAAAAAANM/UIYwCfGLNHo/s1600-h/2667_56502063518_617008518_1556049_3298171_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sg7yk-A7RbI/AAAAAAAAANM/UIYwCfGLNHo/s320/2667_56502063518_617008518_1556049_3298171_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336469325416711602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Des, Me and Feng! ONE UNDERWEAR 3 PEOPLE WEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sg7ylfx5yoI/AAAAAAAAANk/E3ZeahOY1W0/s1600-h/2839_79122442749_576402749_2164567_408769_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sg7ylfx5yoI/AAAAAAAAANk/E3ZeahOY1W0/s320/2839_79122442749_576402749_2164567_408769_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336469334480505474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like posting cause i love goat! BUT WHO THE BLACK FIGURE AT THE BACK OF THE PICTURE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-4940589706763194159?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/4940589706763194159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=4940589706763194159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/4940589706763194159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/4940589706763194159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/05/tiring-days.html' title='Tiring Days ...'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sg7ylbaQw7I/AAAAAAAAANc/zerwRLFToG4/s72-c/4444_94088992518_671572518_2654709_7778392_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-4061911362106867478</id><published>2009-05-12T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T01:13:33.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PISSING ME OFF</title><content type='html'>WEIJIE NOW IS SUPER DAMN PISS OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG CANT STOP! DAMN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-4061911362106867478?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/4061911362106867478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=4061911362106867478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/4061911362106867478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/4061911362106867478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/05/pissing-me-off.html' title='PISSING ME OFF'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-1398582624702001676</id><published>2009-05-12T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T00:29:27.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANGER! ANGERY!</title><content type='html'>Today celebrate Sly birthday .... Overall is ok lo ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunwan to talk about the good thing but say something i am piss at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I hate people to play with cake no matter what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. U know wad is respect? I show respect to people bigger than me UNLESS they fuck up. so WTF u got the rite to say me? U believe i can give u hell? Try me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. After 1 and a half year....... I finally kena hit(really beat me not in love) again by an girl which is totally serious although she say she not... so well ... liketat lo ... wad can i do loL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What respect got to earn or wad shit... i know got to earn but is a basic respect to show someone elder than u to respect him.... If dunno... Then go back primary school to study Hao Gong Ming la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SghRWSVH9NI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Eio5_AGCrBg/s1600-h/DSCF1561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SghRWSVH9NI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Eio5_AGCrBg/s320/DSCF1561.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334603201939764434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SghRWEU-0tI/AAAAAAAAAMk/w-nE0ZB2yZ4/s1600-h/bff2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SghRWEU-0tI/AAAAAAAAAMk/w-nE0ZB2yZ4/s320/bff2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334603198181069522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SghRWPv-PRI/AAAAAAAAAMc/YuzYdDYZcyk/s1600-h/bff1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SghRWPv-PRI/AAAAAAAAAMc/YuzYdDYZcyk/s320/bff1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334603201247067410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-1398582624702001676?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/1398582624702001676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=1398582624702001676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/1398582624702001676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/1398582624702001676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/05/anger-angery.html' title='ANGER! ANGERY!'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SghRWSVH9NI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Eio5_AGCrBg/s72-c/DSCF1561.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-5859039628348595405</id><published>2009-05-09T03:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T03:14:06.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY QUARREL!</title><content type='html'>Hai, Sad basketball day again ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing two group of my friend quarrel with each other again ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-5859039628348595405?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/5859039628348595405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=5859039628348595405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5859039628348595405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5859039628348595405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-quarrel.html' title='WHY QUARREL!'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-6801032524509114902</id><published>2009-05-06T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T23:17:14.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK OFF LA</title><content type='html'>I DUNNO WHAT THE FUCK U ALL WANT FOR ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I SERIOUS, U ALL SAY MY TEMPER FUCK UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I NOT SERIOUS, U ALL SAY I FUCK UP PLAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN U ALL SAY LET DO IT TOGETHER, U ALL GIVE ME FUCK UP THING or U COME FROM BOMBING PRIMARY SCHOOL ONE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK OFF ! I HAVE ENOUGH! WHY DUN GIVE ME A BREAK! PLEASE FUCK WHATEVER U LIKE AND FUCK OFF FROM MY WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT BROTHER and WHAT GOOD FRIEND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL LIER! FUCKER! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH FFFFUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK UUUUU AAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NA BEI KNN CB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ALL IS THE BEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM ALWAYS AT FAULT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA YA! CAUSE I SUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ALL ALWAYS SAY I DIDNT PUT IN HARDWORK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO U ALL PUT IN ANY HARDWORK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH ONE OF U ACTUALLY KNOW I AM HARDWORKING HARD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ALL DUNNO ANY SHIT ABOUT ME AND WHAT RIGHTS DID U ALL HAVE TO SAY ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY LIFE IS FUCKED UP THANK TO U!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU ALL NEVER CARE ABOUT MINE FEELING B4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-E-V-E-R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MATTER WHAT I DO, U ALL WONT FEEL IT AND SAY NOT ENOUGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM HUMAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT UR DOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER SHIT LA... NOONE REALLY CARE ABOUT ME ANYWAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-6801032524509114902?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/6801032524509114902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=6801032524509114902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/6801032524509114902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/6801032524509114902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/05/fuck-off-la.html' title='FUCK OFF LA'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-8016644649616896524</id><published>2009-05-04T20:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:52:39.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy!</title><content type='html'>Today Go down and teach Daphne how to do database.... Found out that i am quite rusty but well she suddenly said got something to give me which make me shock ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sf7joyTr8uI/AAAAAAAAAMU/oz94cfuMOrE/s1600-h/DSCF1581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sf7joyTr8uI/AAAAAAAAAMU/oz94cfuMOrE/s400/DSCF1581.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331949298691863266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATA !!!!! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;VEGETARIAN ANCHOVY&lt;/span&gt; !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is my favorite Vegetarian snack that i like during INDIA!!!! I will slowly eat one if i can Ta Han and dun eat la LOL. WAHAHAHA .... Didn't know she will buy for but well Thank a million times to her :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-8016644649616896524?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/8016644649616896524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=8016644649616896524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/8016644649616896524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/8016644649616896524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy.html' title='Happy!'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/Sf7joyTr8uI/AAAAAAAAAMU/oz94cfuMOrE/s72-c/DSCF1581.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-6953756796090743075</id><published>2009-05-03T02:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T02:58:44.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP NEEDED</title><content type='html'>Who Stay in the east one !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find someone Please help me ! CALL, sms or PM me for more info THANK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-6953756796090743075?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/6953756796090743075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=6953756796090743075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/6953756796090743075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/6953756796090743075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/05/help-needed.html' title='HELP NEEDED'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-8834417900509033513</id><published>2009-05-02T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T15:56:44.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMO to the MAX</title><content type='html'>Yesterday is my most emoest day i get ever......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost cry out on basketball court but cant as it will out my weak side of me and of course wad I feel about her…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They asked me Why I play until so dulan yesterday …. All I can say is …. If people who know wad happen to me, Put yourselves in my shoe… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would u feel?&lt;br /&gt;What will u do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess in the whole basketball court, there only one friend of mine understands me and help me to hide from them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant run cause she still my good friend.&lt;br /&gt;I cant hide cause they are my basketball mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to show to other now and then that I am very happy but who know what am I thinking inside? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess maybe yesterday is the last time I will go down to tiong CC and play le…. Just wanna get out that hell place and to other place that really can be myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Hard,&lt;br /&gt;Life Never been fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe is because I am fuck up …. That why god punish me in this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-8834417900509033513?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/8834417900509033513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=8834417900509033513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/8834417900509033513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/8834417900509033513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/05/emo-to-max.html' title='EMO to the MAX'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-6562426182573120960</id><published>2009-04-28T00:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T01:02:23.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESS</title><content type='html'>I AM DAMN STRESS BY THINGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I AM NOT AH BENG! &lt;br /&gt;2. WHY I GET 4tth-6th POSITION IN IDA IN SMU!&lt;br /&gt;3. WHY I STILL CANT WIN OVER BASKETBALL!&lt;br /&gt;4. WHY AM I SO FUCKING POOR NOW?&lt;br /&gt;5. WHY I SUDDENLY STOP DESTROYING THEM APART?&lt;br /&gt;6. WHY AM I STILL NOT CHANGING THE WAY I TALK!&lt;br /&gt;7. WHY CANT I BE MORE CONSIDERATE TO PEOPLE?&lt;br /&gt;8. WHY AM I STILL DRINKING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAI! ..... I sorry ... speacially to LIFEN .... i dunno about ur family back ground and still kao bei kao bu to u .... i sorry .... i not on purpose ... i am really really very sorry ...........................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-6562426182573120960?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/6562426182573120960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=6562426182573120960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/6562426182573120960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/6562426182573120960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/04/stress.html' title='STRESS'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-5353815700357728644</id><published>2009-04-21T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:20:26.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO MONEY</title><content type='html'>EMO EMO and MORE emo ……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short of cash is really damn damn emo for me …. Ever since I went to India, finical problem apply on me liao …. HAI! Which make me super budget liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wanna buy a ticket to catch Daphne concert…… its cost $10 only…. When she meet me up, I found all that my whole wallet has only $9 dollar …..Tried to give her $5 first and she told me no need la….. She say something that make me emo ….”If guys don’t have money in the wallet is pathetic!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For people who know me well, I am that kind of person that dun like to owe people money because I think is a burden for me. I used to tell people that if man dun have 50 dollar in pocket, wad is he? Guess wad goes around comes around. But I really have no choice but to owe her money. Deep in my heart, I am thinking WTF! WEIJIE YOU SUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant denies that I fucking poor but for me now… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai …. I CANT GIVE UP YET!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-5353815700357728644?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/5353815700357728644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=5353815700357728644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5353815700357728644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5353815700357728644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-money.html' title='NO MONEY'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-5319408304089719908</id><published>2009-04-08T17:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T17:10:29.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny teacher</title><content type='html'>A first-grade teacher, Ms Anna (Age 22 ) was having trouble with one of her students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher asked the boy, 'what is your problem?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy answered, 'I'm too smart for the first-grade. My sister is in the third-grade and I'm smarter than she is! I think I should be in the third-grade too!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Anna had enough. She took the boy to the principal's office. While the boy waited at the reception of the office, the tea ch er explained to the principal what the situation was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal told Ms Anna he would give the boy a test and if he failed to answer any of his questions he was to go back to the first-grade and behave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy was brought in and the conditions were explained to him and he agreed to take the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal: 'What is 3 x 3?' Boy: '9'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal: 'What is 6 x 6?' Boy: '36'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it went with every question the principal thought a third-grade should know The principal looks at Ms Anna and tells her, 'I think Boy can go to the third-grade. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Anna says to the principal, 'I have some of my own questions, can I ask him?' The principal and boy both agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Anna asks, 'What does a cow have four of that I have only two of?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: after a moment 'Legs.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Anna: 'What is in your pants that you have but I do not have?'&lt;br /&gt;Boy: 'Pockets.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Anna: 'What starts with a C and ends with a T, is hairy, oval, delicious and contains thin whitish liquid'?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: 'Coconut'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Anna: 'What goes in hard and pink then comes out soft and sticky'?&lt;br /&gt;The principal's eyes open really wide and before he could stop the answer, the boy was taking charge.&lt;br /&gt;Boy: 'Bubblegum'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Anna: 'What does a man do standing up, a woman does sitting down and a dog does on three legs'?&lt;br /&gt;The principal's eyes open really wide again and before he could stop the answer..&lt;br /&gt;Boy: 'Shake hands'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Anna: 'Now, I will ask some who am I sort of questions, ok?'&lt;br /&gt;Boy: 'Yep.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Anna: 'You stick your poles inside me. You tie me down to get me up. I get wet before you do.'&lt;br /&gt;Boy: 'A tent'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Anna: A finger goes in me. You fiddle with me when you're bored. The best man always has me first.&lt;br /&gt;The Principal was looking restless and a bit tense He took one large Vodka peg.&lt;br /&gt;Boy: 'Wedding Ring'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Anna: I come in many sizes. When I'm not well, I drip. When you blow me, you feel good.&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Anna: I have a stiff shaft. My tip penetrates. I come with a quiver.&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Arrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Anna: What word starts with a 'F' and ends in 'K' that means a lot of heat and excitement?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Firetruck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Anna: What word starts with a 'F' and ends in 'K' and if you dont get it you have to use your hand.&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Fork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Anna: What is it that all men have one of. It's longer on some men than on others, the pope does not use his, and a man gives it to his wife after they are married?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Surname&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Anna: What part of the man has no bones but has muscles, lots of veins and loves pumping?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: 'Heart'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal breathed a sigh of relief and said to the teach er : 'Send this boy to Stanford University ; I myself got all the answers wrong'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have the standard to get into Stanford??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-5319408304089719908?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/5319408304089719908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=5319408304089719908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5319408304089719908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5319408304089719908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/04/funny-teacher.html' title='Funny teacher'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-4874491329708300382</id><published>2009-04-05T03:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T03:42:48.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Wai's good bye.....</title><content type='html'>Today heard the news of Pw leaving the world ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is only 21 years old .... one year older than me ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never had a chance to really be a very good friend of mine but emo take over me once i heard the news of him leaving the world ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realise that life is as weak as a piece of glass ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once shattered .... U will leave the world ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never really think of how life could be easily be destory. For me, i always say that "LIFE ONLY WHAT! DIE DIE LO!" But after this news, i really realise my mouth is full of rubbish... Many people in this world wanna to live and much longer than what they can. But people like me is taking life just a game and think that i could "REPLAY" once i lost. But today i seriously realise how fragile life is ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise i will change my fucking mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always remember u(PW) in my heart and mind ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-4874491329708300382?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/4874491329708300382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=4874491329708300382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/4874491329708300382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/4874491329708300382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/04/paul-wais-good-bye.html' title='Paul Wai&apos;s good bye.....'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-3701268604862074627</id><published>2009-03-31T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T23:36:40.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOW OR NEVER</title><content type='html'>Day 24 at India le …. Life for me is getting more and more fuck up for me and that all I can say. Getting a lot of misunderstanding from friend over there and also a lot of different prank by dunno which fucker over there …..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life at India makes me think of what am I going to do when I return Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;2 choices for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness or career?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two things keep on going round and round on my mind make me sleepless every night. SEI BEI SIAN AR! A lot of different shit happen on me, my DOA common test finish liao then suddenly lose one of the file out of the 4 file….. Which mean going to fail liao…. Kena lock in the room …. WHAT THE FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think for a 20 years old poly kid, I really work every hard liao for my career…. But for me, I am really very unhappy for the past 2 years liao and I really wants my life to change once and for all…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people told me to go for happiness as well that what I am lacking of most LOL …  But I really dun wan give up again like what used to be….. haha so prepare me to go do something huge when I reach Singapore guys ! lol! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS NOW OR NEVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw Ven u ask cj how much she wanna pay for ur birthday the rest is on me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SdI4O_OVk0I/AAAAAAAAAMM/5QtgAZBQEys/s1600-h/2654_62109401697_766206697_1500929_3010273_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SdI4O_OVk0I/AAAAAAAAAMM/5QtgAZBQEys/s320/2654_62109401697_766206697_1500929_3010273_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319375940018869058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SdI4Olhd0WI/AAAAAAAAAME/DCdRpjYZUZU/s1600-h/2582_61768543433_608773433_1695082_1602027_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Myabe i too bored.... but well i am in the "Second" team which is lousy than the first team...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, the first team lost at the first round due to unlucky which they pick the ex champ as the first match.... Well at least now i am in semi final so hope we can win this game :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-2906751604905201871?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/2906751604905201871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=2906751604905201871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/2906751604905201871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/2906751604905201871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/03/dota-in-india.html' title='Dota In india'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-5710905396019877506</id><published>2009-03-20T14:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T14:52:19.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Result 2008 October</title><content type='html'>Result Out le ... Quite happy with it as i improve by a lot for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GPA 2.76&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project mangement - B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Develop Web Application - B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ECAD - C+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOAD - C+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-5710905396019877506?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/5710905396019877506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=5710905396019877506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5710905396019877506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5710905396019877506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/03/result-2008-october.html' title='Result 2008 October'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-7127323833317200266</id><published>2009-03-12T00:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T00:29:42.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happier Life</title><content type='html'>Life is India is sure boring …. But what to do? I am already stuck by it seem like my life become a bit better and better with more friend! But still what the life I want so must keep on thinking and changing bit by bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/3/09&lt;br /&gt;Play basketball and found out that Indian basketball in India is really damn good and I find it hard to keep up with them but I will try my best to improve and own them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From research, 90% of the Indian smoke.&lt;br /&gt;70% of them weed&lt;br /&gt;5% play with high class drug like blue ice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah their life is really WOAH! Lol …. Smoke cost 40 rupee there which is only 1 .30 dollar in sing? And a pack of weed cost like 100 rupee and is around 3.30 sing dollar? LOL…. I am gonna to try weed in india and see what is feel like I guess…. LOL … I got one life so gonna try everything…. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/3/09 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day is one of my happiest times among my past 2 year of life.  Is a public holiday there because of the king birthday and everyone in the country will be happy and cheer. They will use different kind of colour powder or water to wipe or throw and other to give their blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like weijie such a playful boy, how can he miss SUCH A WONDERFUL DAY! So he gears himself up with an ngee ann T-shirt and gets READY FOR WAR! He never scare of death so when he reaches the battle field, he was shock as he forgets to bring his weapon &lt;br /&gt;(colour powder or water)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, he continue his journey to the battlefield and all sort of images run through his mind and finally, he reached the battle field and in front of him was hundred of india people armed with powder and water! Weijie dash forward and surround by the Indian and second later, he was covered by all sort of different colour. But he gave the enemy a good fight too LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really like his kind of event as Singapore has none close to this event. And is the only time that I can really let go and enjoy myself to the max… can see all the Indian running toward u with colour powder and water and splash at u! And return fire at them too lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ven: I am trying and I remembered every word u told me that night. Give me some time and I sure that I will change for sure. But I need time and I have plenty of time at India and so … LOL … I gonna to enjoy my life when I back in sg…. NO MORE EMO PAST and NO MORE Hatred ANYMORE! Will be better and clever at relationship and friend… And be a better friend of yours lOL.  So dun worry about me one la! lOL. I know a lot of new friend LO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SbflVN9MpDI/AAAAAAAAAK8/DfFqRpreK1k/s1600-h/DSCF1300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SbflVN9MpDI/AAAAAAAAAK8/DfFqRpreK1k/s320/DSCF1300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311966438193144882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SbflU9Ir3HI/AAAAAAAAAK0/HZtLO4DUqLQ/s1600-h/DSCF1298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SbflU9Ir3HI/AAAAAAAAAK0/HZtLO4DUqLQ/s320/DSCF1298.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311966433677925490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SbflUvK06_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/HAh4zMBfbQo/s1600-h/DSCF1297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SbfmjuyiROI/AAAAAAAAALU/L-Q9p_yRDhw/s320/DSCF1281.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311967787036591330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SbfmjTdUaOI/AAAAAAAAALM/MYHsTVzGpJM/s1600-h/DSCF1303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SbfmjTdUaOI/AAAAAAAAALM/MYHsTVzGpJM/s320/DSCF1303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311967779699845346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SbfmiwxMfYI/AAAAAAAAALE/iQTTuFHk1bw/s1600-h/DSCF1301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SbfmiwxMfYI/AAAAAAAAALE/iQTTuFHk1bw/s320/DSCF1301.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311967770387971458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-7127323833317200266?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/7127323833317200266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=7127323833317200266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/7127323833317200266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/7127323833317200266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/03/happier-life.html' title='Happier Life'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SbflVN9MpDI/AAAAAAAAAK8/DfFqRpreK1k/s72-c/DSCF1300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-5226842750700676193</id><published>2009-03-09T18:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T18:19:51.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT A GREAT DAY I HAVE BEFORE LEAVING!</title><content type='html'>REACH INDIA LO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the question is SO ? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can see CURRY!!!!! LOL!!! Scary for ME!(cause i didnt like hot food) HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna blog much as not in a good mood to talk or wad shit .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India is a very amazing place where can see car drive like the road belong to them and how can two people who knows how to speak english can't commicate ! OMGZZZZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally get owned like shit .... Didnt get to know a lot of friends but i sure i will be fine over there. CAUSE I AM XIE WEIJIE! WHAT can defeat me? I AM UNDEFEATED WAHAHAHAH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post photo of what is india like soon but not today... DAMN DAMN MOODY and thinking,trying to find a way to get back on my track!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna to think and really think hard for myself liao .... If i still dun think for myself.... I am doom .... -.-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-5226842750700676193?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/5226842750700676193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=5226842750700676193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5226842750700676193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5226842750700676193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-great-day-i-have-before-leaving.html' title='WHAT A GREAT DAY I HAVE BEFORE LEAVING!'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-6620021581612209669</id><published>2009-03-03T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:59:11.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the ...</title><content type='html'>Hello! I back to Singapore after my Malaysia trip! Soon after this, here come my India trip already:( .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia was enjoyable and I experience a lot of different thing like spending 62 RM on playing game for a doll and end up with nothing! lOL. Going on a swim with fish all around me but get cheated LOL. And buying super lot stuff of strawberry for all my friend and family! Although I caught on a cold and fever on the second day, but deep down on my heart, is really enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let not talk about my Malaysia trip much as I saw one of my good friend blog posts.  Here its goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never really have friends that I can confide my problems in. even if I have, they soon drift away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm….  Seriously I feel so sad when looking this post with a few different reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I really tried to solve every of her problem she met but just that maybe we are really drifting apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. One of my friends is in needs and I still dunno about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I am trying very hard to give in to my friends and family. But seem like I over look at this friends. Drifting apart huh …. If talking about my group of friends,&lt;br /&gt;What should I do to prevent it? &lt;br /&gt;What should I do to make sure every of my friend happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that is impossible because I maybe a good friend but my existing never impact other life. Or put it in other way, the one they need or listen to their problem is not me. To others, I am funny or wad and never serious in anything. But truly, 2 year back of me. I am not a joker who acts like an idiot and I take everything seriously. Dunno what gone into me and I really dun like the way I am now. Grumpy.... broke and aimless. I used to have everything I need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a girlfriend that cares about me everything I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can spent my money didn’t any problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a lot of different group of friend going out with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quit drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quit fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got better result in my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a life full of aim and vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the way I am now, I got nothing…. Nothing at all….. Damn it, fucked up, suck it and whether bad word I can name it. I stuck here because of a group of friends…. What more can I do for my friends? I think I am very native. WHY, I can give up everything for my friend! Money, idea and EVEN the one I love. So the thing is WHAT MORE u all wan from me? I really cant …. Nvm ….. I think I think too much too…. dun get the wrong ideas cause me aint talking specific friend but just an overall for me to vent out my anger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise when I come back to Singapore after my IOP. I will forgive and forget everything of my past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-6620021581612209669?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/6620021581612209669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=6620021581612209669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/6620021581612209669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/6620021581612209669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/03/what.html' title='What the ...'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-510192795695384824</id><published>2009-02-16T03:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T04:03:21.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old day? Or New problem....</title><content type='html'>Today meet up with desmond for a basketball session...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed feeling and thinking gone through my mind thinking about my past again. I really enjoy being hanged out with desmond but just thinking about the past and what might happen it the future. But the thing that makes me happy is what desmond told me before and fulfil his promise saying that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“IF you got bullied in basketball, tell me and I help you out.” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s really touched me whether being he wanna to have fun or really wanna help me out, this kind of little action can make me feel very happy. And after so long and I tell him a very strong Malaysia come down to TBCC and we cant win him, he agree to go down with me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about what yan feng told me on Friday night just before valentine day. I told him what am I thinking this few days and what I want in my life. I complain my entire problem to him and he told me was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“If you didn’t try, how you know you won’t succeed? You can’t keep thinking of the past failure and make it a milestone to you!”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really agree on what y.F told me but sometime, life cannot be changing just listen to what others say. It needs time to change and adapt to the kind of lifestyle. I know I need to move on but most of the people dunno how no confidence I am in myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the main reason is because I am fat which make me totally low morale.&lt;br /&gt;I just dunwan to repeat the history again …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-510192795695384824?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/510192795695384824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=510192795695384824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/510192795695384824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/510192795695384824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/02/old-day-or-new-problem.html' title='Old day? Or New problem....'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-7025561021549129928</id><published>2009-02-13T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T03:31:16.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going to something today or else my blog feel dead LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few days keep on going for basketball game at TBCC until I going crazy le LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Today BBAll TOTALLY SADED! Manage to win only 1 Match over the NITE! But I think overall the team was great but me, we put up a good defence but offence part, no matter how hard I aim and shoot, the ball just won’t go in…. Damn … Totally low moral for my team and myself …. Gonna train harder and make the promise with GH come true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai, as the day goes by, is coming to my IOP(India trip) le. A lot of thing make worry and uneasy as this time of period could say no long nor short and a lot of thing could happen. I will depart on the 9th of March morning if I not wrong….. SAD but also looking forward to it lOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw going to Malaysia on the 28th of feb to a lot of different place with pinky and gang if confirm la LOL. Dunno got enough cash for me a not but I try not to over spend bah LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about my life now, finally I think I moving on with my life with the help of a lot of friend I must say. Stop thinking about why liketat this kind of stupid thing. But I do believe on venetia’s word of: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What yours is yours…..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admin I am really try my very best but just didn’t work out on C……. LOL. I think god is joking with me as I finally got a new target in life (of course is girl la), I leaving for India soon…. Damn the timing LOL. So didn’t have any intend to get close with her or what…. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe is faith playing with me :(((….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-7025561021549129928?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/7025561021549129928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=7025561021549129928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/7025561021549129928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/7025561021549129928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/02/going-to-something-today-or-else-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-4682149872180424073</id><published>2009-02-08T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T10:13:08.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roses meaning</title><content type='html'>Colour of ROSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Sincere Love &amp; Respect, Courage &amp; Passion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send red roses to convey the message of your passionate love for that someone; saying "I love you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- Pink  Grace and Gentility, the rose of sweet thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send deep pink roses to show your appreciation &amp; gratitude; saying "Thank you" Send light pink roses to convey admiration and sympathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- Yellow In the Victorian times, yellow roses meant jealousy. But today, they signify friendship, joy, gladness and freedom, the promise of a new beginning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send yellow roses to brighten up someone's day; to congratulate your friends and loved ones during Joyous occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- White  Spiritual love &amp; Purity, the rose of confession, the bridal rose; "You are heavenly", "I am worthy of you" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commonly used as traditional bridal bouquet during weddings to symbolize a happy love. You can nevertheless use them to convey the message of "You are heavenly, I miss you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- Lavender Love at first sight and enchantment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send lavender roses of course, to convey the message of your "love at first sight" with that special someone. You can nevertheless also send them if you would like to make a special impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- Orange Passionate desire, pure enthusiasm and fascination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An excellent choice for a new relationship that you wish to pursue further. It can nevertheless also be referring to a new business partnership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of rose&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1 Rose Love at the first sight; you are the one &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- 2 Roses Mutual love between both, deeply in love with one another&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- 3 Roses  I love you &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- 6 Roses  I wanna be yours &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- 7 Roses  I'm infatuated with you &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- 9 Roses An Eternal love, together as long as we live&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- 10 Roses You are perfect &lt;br /&gt;- 11 Roses You are my treasured one; the one I love most in my life &lt;br /&gt;- 12 Roses Be my steady &lt;br /&gt;- 13 Roses Secret Admirer &lt;br /&gt;- 15 Roses I am truly sorry, please forgive me &lt;br /&gt;- 20 Roses Believe me, I am sincere towards you &lt;br /&gt;- 21 Roses I am devoted to you &lt;br /&gt;- 24 Roses Can't stop thinking about you, 24 hours everyday &lt;br /&gt;- 33 Roses Saying "I love you" with great affection &lt;br /&gt;- 36 Roses I will remember our romantic moments &lt;br /&gt;- 40 Roses My love for you is genuine &lt;br /&gt;- 50 Roses Regretless love, this is &lt;br /&gt;- 99 Roses I will love you for as long as I live &lt;br /&gt;- 100 Roses Harmoniously together in a century; remaining devoted as couple till ripe-old age  &lt;br /&gt;- 101 Roses You are my one and only love &lt;br /&gt;- 108 Roses Please marry me!  &lt;br /&gt;- 365 Roses Can't stop thinking about you, each and everyday &lt;br /&gt;- 999 Roses Everlasting and Eternal love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how many should i give her? LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-4682149872180424073?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/4682149872180424073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=4682149872180424073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/4682149872180424073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/4682149872180424073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/02/roses-meaning.html' title='Roses meaning'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-5049056673442850013</id><published>2009-02-03T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:06:42.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C and P AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>Here I am again from Copy and paste session! This is from pinky Friendster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;读到第几句时,你会心痛.....&lt;br /&gt;1.我以为小鸟飞不过沧海是以为小鸟没有飞过沧海的勇气十年以后我才发现不是小鸟飞不过去而是沧海的那一头早已没有了等待…… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.你走的那天我决定不掉泪迎着风撑着眼帘用力不眨眼…… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.多谢你的绝情让我学会死心…… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.带著一根烟.浪迹天涯…… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.木头对火说:"抱我"!火拥抱了木头`木头微笑着化为灰烬!火哭了!泪水熄灭了自己……当木头爱上烈火注定会被烧伤…… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.当眼泪流下来才知道分开也是另一种明白。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.我真的爱你闭上眼以为我能忘记但流下的眼泪却没有骗到自己…… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.回家的路上我哭了眼泪再一次崩溃孓.无能为力这样走着再也不敢骄傲奢求了。我还能够说些什么我还能够做些什么我好希望你会听见因为爱你我让你走了…… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.不要轻易说爱许下的承诺就是欠下的债 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.是我的终究是我的`我终归是你的一个过客`你始终不爱我`注定我和你就是什么都不会发生`注定`注定只是注定`不管我怎么跨越不管我怎么想靠近你`你还是会离开我的`我好想你`好想好想你`好想好想见你 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.脸上的快乐别人看得到。心里的痛又有谁能感觉到. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.分手后不可以做朋友,因为彼此伤害过.不可以做敌人.因为彼此深爱过,所以我们变成了最熟悉的陌生人. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.有的人与人之间的相遇就像是流星,瞬间迸发出令人羡慕的火花,却注定只是匆匆而过. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.时间会慢慢沉淀有些人会在你心底慢慢模糊。学会放手你的幸福需要自己的成全。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.我能感觉到你的心痛你有你说不出的无奈...但是你做出一副无所谓的样子你越是这样我就越难受`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.有些的时候正是为了爱才悄悄躲开.躲开的是身影躲不开的却是那份默默的情怀。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.爱到分才显珍贵很多人都不懂珍惜拥有.只到失去才看到其实那最熟悉的才是最珍贵的. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.有时爱也是种伤害.残忍的人选择伤害别人善良的人选择伤害自己. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.你走了带着我全部的爱走了只是一句分手.我忍着眼泪看着你的背影好想最后在抱你一次好想在对你说一次"我爱你" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.淋过雨的空气疲倦了的伤心我记忆里的童话已经慢慢的融化. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.既然爱为什么不说出口有些东西失去了就在也回不来了 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.相爱是种感觉当这种感觉已经不在时我却还在勉强自己这叫责任分手是种勇气当这种勇气已经不在时我却还在鼓励自己这叫悲壮- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.人生不止寂寞不已。寂寞人生爱无休寂寞是爱永远的主题.我和我的影子独处.它说它有悄悄话想跟我说.它说它很想念你^原来`我和我的影子`都在想你` &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.在完美的彼岸刚刚上演了一场悲剧所有的血与泪在枯萎的荆棘蕴育出一个花蕾它将经历轮回的七场雷雨然后绽放在潮湿的空气中…… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.鱼上钩了那是因为鱼爱上了渔夫它愿用生命来博渔夫一笑…… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.喜欢在你身上留下属於我的印记却不曾记起你从未属於过我…… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　如果有一天不再喜欢你了我的生活会不会又像从前那样堕落颓废…我不想再要那样的生活所以在我还没有放弃你　&lt;br /&gt;之前请你,至少要喜欢上我…… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.其实我一直在你身边守候,等你靠在我肩上诉说,会不会有那么一天,你的温柔都属于我,我不会再让你难过,让你的泪再流! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.你当我是个风筝,要不把我放了,要不然收好带回家,别用一条看不见的情思拴着我,让我心伤. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.窗外下着雪泡一杯咖啡握到它凉了才知道又想起了你。我的期待你如何才能明白 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.第一次哭是因为你不在第一次笑是因为遇到你第一次笑着流泪是因为不能拥有你 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.岁月就象一条河左岸是无法忘却的回忆右岸是值得把握的青春年华中间飞快流淌的是年轻隐隐的伤感。世间有许多美好的东西但真正属于自己的却并不多。看庭前花开花落荣辱不惊望天上云卷云舒去留无意。在这个纷绕的世俗世界里能够学会用一颗平常的心去对待周围的一切也是一种境界。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.我们的生活有太多无奈我们无法改变也无力去改变更糟的是我们失去了改变的想法…… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.看庭前花开花落荣辱不惊望天上云卷云舒去留无意。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.在这个纷绕的世俗世界里能够学会用一颗平常的心去对待周围的一切也是一种境界。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.人生最遗憾的,莫过于,轻易地放弃了不该放&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-5049056673442850013?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/5049056673442850013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=5049056673442850013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5049056673442850013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5049056673442850013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/02/c-and-p-again.html' title='C and P AGAIN!'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-3924591246227680122</id><published>2009-02-01T16:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T16:20:23.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY NEW GIRLFRIEND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SYVZx9YT1QI/AAAAAAAAAKE/raoqLNCBm4c/s1600-h/ganguro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SYVZx9YT1QI/AAAAAAAAAKE/raoqLNCBm4c/s400/ganguro.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297739251496244482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES FINALLY I GOT A NEW GIRLFRIEND! Here my New girlfriend Picture. She is age 20 this year who is a Japanese's ganguro!!! Chio right? LOL LOVE HER TO BITS :))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-3924591246227680122?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/3924591246227680122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=3924591246227680122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3924591246227680122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3924591246227680122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-new-girlfriend.html' title='MY NEW GIRLFRIEND'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SYVZx9YT1QI/AAAAAAAAAKE/raoqLNCBm4c/s72-c/ganguro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-454297813479588142</id><published>2009-01-30T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T00:45:01.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese new year photo!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SYHc5GdaYuI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/zUwlRLJ1b7Y/s1600-h/DSC02730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SYHc5GdaYuI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/zUwlRLJ1b7Y/s320/DSC02730.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296757510309044962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SYHcPbf2W7I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/PW9EoYJVnYo/s1600-h/DSC02678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SYHcPbf2W7I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/PW9EoYJVnYo/s320/DSC02678.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296756794401905586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SYHcPf4hOgI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ITRUGh4pBKg/s1600-h/DSC02673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SYHcPf4hOgI/AAAAAAAAAJs/ITRUGh4pBKg/s320/DSC02673.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296756795579120130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SYHcO5Qg2uI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Glru7Wh5WN8/s1600-h/DSC02658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SYHcO5Qg2uI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Glru7Wh5WN8/s320/DSC02658.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296756785210776290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SYHcO1p_WCI/AAAAAAAAAJc/8vxuV5Tj2RI/s1600-h/DSC02636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SYHcO1p_WCI/AAAAAAAAAJc/8vxuV5Tj2RI/s320/DSC02636.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296756784243890210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SYHcOvyCgWI/AAAAAAAAAJU/me8sbc2FYBE/s1600-h/DSC02635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SYHcOvyCgWI/AAAAAAAAAJU/me8sbc2FYBE/s320/DSC02635.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296756782667039074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all the photo taken during my dad side party! LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-454297813479588142?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/454297813479588142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=454297813479588142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/454297813479588142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/454297813479588142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-new-year-photo.html' title='Chinese new year photo!!'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SYHc5GdaYuI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/zUwlRLJ1b7Y/s72-c/DSC02730.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-5162463047276817266</id><published>2009-01-26T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T14:42:12.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy CHinese NEW year 2009</title><content type='html'>HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR TO ALL OF U !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-5162463047276817266?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/5162463047276817266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=5162463047276817266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5162463047276817266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5162463047276817266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-chinese-new-year-2009.html' title='Happy CHinese NEW year 2009'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-3146146726710402098</id><published>2009-01-25T03:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T04:10:17.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese new yEAR 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SXtuqYpORCI/AAAAAAAAAJM/OcqndGuKLsQ/s1600-h/16012009(047).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SXtuqYpORCI/AAAAAAAAAJM/OcqndGuKLsQ/s320/16012009(047).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294947461353063458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SXtuqakYCOI/AAAAAAAAAJE/UfmuVzSPtxI/s1600-h/16012009(036).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SXtuqakYCOI/AAAAAAAAAJE/UfmuVzSPtxI/s320/16012009(036).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294947461869603042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SXtup3yhuFI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ESal-ZHcS2g/s1600-h/16012009(024).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SXtup3yhuFI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ESal-ZHcS2g/s320/16012009(024).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294947452533717074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SXtupqp-E_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/CFtaqihSxkw/s1600-h/16012009(011).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SXtupqp-E_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/CFtaqihSxkw/s320/16012009(011).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294947449008165874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SXtupl1N2tI/AAAAAAAAAIs/yILk__R6hdY/s1600-h/16012009(010).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SXtupl1N2tI/AAAAAAAAAIs/yILk__R6hdY/s320/16012009(010).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294947447713159890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to be CHINESE NEW YEAR in less than 24 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to throw all my bad memory in 2008 away and hope to get memorable moment in 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guess that 2009 wouldn’t be a very good year as my dad business going to stop for a year… But I am going to try my best to keep myself happy HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of thing goes on in my mind lately because many people like to ask question that make me think a lot lol. But well I love to think of problem on why, what, when and how. Feb 14th coming and until now I can’t seem to find someone to go on a date with me on that date! Shit lOl. Izzit true that I am going out with joe on that day? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a recap on the past few years, I think I really become more and more sensible. I start to think more for other than myself. A few week back, when I am joking around with terry, out of no where, Wj(my poly classmate) said something like: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Who drinking soyabean milk is a dog”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am the only who is drinking it. And is no link from the joke? LOl. I am quite shock on how I matter he problem. Instead of give a hell out of him, I relax and clam myself down and didn’t wanna to pick a fight with him. I stop saying words that will hurt someone or didn’t give face to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who know me well around sec 3 will know. I am pure bastard at that time. Thinking of now, I really had changed a lot better. LOl. I start not to give excusing on pushing blame. And I start to study too! lol…. Hope I can improve on myself more! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of someone important to me last year, which I spend most of my time trying to get her heart, ming asked me something which make me wondered: “Do I really like her or am I just unwilling to give up because I dunwan to feel like losing” not as in lost but cannot get her because I think I spend time and effort on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much thinking, I think is I am unwilling to give up because I dunwan to feel like losing. LOL. Stupid right. Because of the feeling, I keep on mood swing here and there. Doing a lot of thing here and there. But as I said, I never regret at all. If I not wrong, she got a BF liao so hope her life will be better than ever. HAHA.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been reading comic lately called: Colour Love Life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS about a boy and a girl living under one roof how they develop their love. Quite an interesting comic for me so guys who are interested in this kind of love story would take a look LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing: I NOT DRUNK AT THE KTV SESSION!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-3146146726710402098?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/3146146726710402098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=3146146726710402098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3146146726710402098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3146146726710402098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-new-year-2009.html' title='Chinese new yEAR 2009'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SXtuqYpORCI/AAAAAAAAAJM/OcqndGuKLsQ/s72-c/16012009(047).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-329331635246739522</id><published>2009-01-18T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:41:41.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long nagging session</title><content type='html'>HI! Long time no blog so here I am to update u guys about my “Boring Life”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let talk something about my favourite sport. BASKETBALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point of view in basketball, although I like to win or should I say who dun love to win? But when I win, I like the match to be clean win! Whereas no “Elbow or banging like a bull” is need for both team unless people use it first. Where both team use only skills but not in violent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually for what I think is that after so long for bballing, we know all the people around the court, why do people wants to use violent to friend inorder to win? My friend told me something last Friday that we can win! But just that we need to be smellier in the sense. Then the first thing that came to my mind is that what different are we from Chee Sheng? Where everyone will hate him and scold him like there no tomorrow? If we dun like his action, why follow? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I decided to go more other place to play bball to learn more move or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second thing. Need to do some explaining to my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Friday, when to sing K at Chinatown there with Da Pao Ming, Belly Koh, Chee Hong lien, Double Jocelyn and Jessica. Open a jug of beer and martell at there which cost $229net and 3 hours of K. Quite reasonable for me. But here come the bad part. I think I drink too much which cause me to …….. HAHA no need me to say liao la. Guess also can guess rite. Ming they all ask me why as usually I would be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why I drink so fast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Ming told me that he saw someone which brings me back to my past. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why I headache so fast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if u guys see, I mix my martell with beer and drink LOL. Which I dun think any of u saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why I dun talk much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because when I drink too much, I dun talk LOL. Not because I angry or what LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT overall, its was fun man! Happy that thing actually worked out which at first I dun think it would. LOL. Jessica I WASN’T DRUNK! I know WHAT  am I DOING! Haha. Just that I thinking of something and the place is damn cold! If I drunk how do I bring u guys to eat man! lOL. This few drink would drunk me one la! And sry guys if I do anything wrong! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day…..&lt;br /&gt;Attend a wedding at Swiss hotel! The hotel is really POWER MAN. 5 star and the environment is totally best man! Reaching there sit at table 52 where there total 65 total! After hearing that one table cause more than 1300! I was so SHOCK man. LOL. The meal was good with a very pretty twin waitress serving our table LOL. Drinking martell again LOL. Drinking 4-6 cups I decided not to drink so much as I still got planning after that. Took some picture and take cab to tiong for a movie. RED CLIFF 2 before I walk home alone….. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy with all my assignment lately! &lt;br /&gt;Date Due is at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecad – TuEsday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOAD – Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DWA- Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG my brain going to burst liao lOL. HEng there is a very pretty, caring and kind-hearten girl called Jessica helped me a lot in my ecad! But well I also helped her in dWA LA lol. Came all the way to my house there library to helped me on Sunday ! thank ar lOL. Dun do it without her :x&lt;br /&gt;Pic will upload tmr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-329331635246739522?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/329331635246739522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=329331635246739522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/329331635246739522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/329331635246739522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-nagging-session.html' title='Long nagging session'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-2272273838377760907</id><published>2009-01-18T04:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T04:13:16.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>Sorry guys for the disbehaivour on friday .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well be better(IF i dun drink ^^)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well blog more when i got time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-2272273838377760907?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/2272273838377760907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=2272273838377760907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/2272273838377760907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/2272273838377760907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/01/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-2810405726228545544</id><published>2009-01-12T01:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T01:53:40.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test ....</title><content type='html'>http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties. &lt;br /&gt;Ans: Dunno....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true. &lt;br /&gt;Ans: YES !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person. &lt;br /&gt;Ans: YES YES !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love. &lt;br /&gt;Ans: YEs YES YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can. &lt;br /&gt;Ans: NO! Education is a waste of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success. &lt;br /&gt;Ans: DUnno yet lOl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous. &lt;br /&gt;Ans: Sort of LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel. &lt;br /&gt;Ans: YES YES YES YES! Specially on the anger part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve. &lt;br /&gt;Ans: Maybe? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test79.aspx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind and Gentle&lt;br /&gt;Your kindness is your charm - you are also gentle and sweet. Everybody likes to be around people with your personality. Like a psychologist, people like to talk to you to discuss their problems because you are proper and discrete, as well as confident. You look mature and people respect you. People with this kind of character are few and far between. &lt;br /&gt;Ans: dunno arbo u tell me lo LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value your friendships: 70%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love your friends very much - so much so that it's actually quite a worry. You may not be able to cope very well when you do lose somebody's friendship. You are a very sensitive and fragile person, and are therefore likely to get upset easily. You care for your friends and are willing to do anything that they ask you to do. Sometimes this can make your friends think that you are a bit of a nuisance. Nevertheless, people do really love you because your highest priority is your friends. &lt;br /&gt;Ans: Friend first then myself ! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If can read about it and tell me izzit real a not base on how u feel about me lOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-2810405726228545544?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/2810405726228545544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=2810405726228545544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/2810405726228545544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/2810405726228545544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/01/test.html' title='Test ....'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-6692173596149597376</id><published>2009-01-11T19:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:44:22.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hai ...</title><content type='html'>Wannna take a break ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Wish list !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Get better result!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. MUST CONTROL MY TEMPER !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. More money !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Find a date on Feb 14(if dunhav also ....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Earn More MOney ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. To Win CB in basketball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. To have more Friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha hope i can get all the wish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-6692173596149597376?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/6692173596149597376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=6692173596149597376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/6692173596149597376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/6692173596149597376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/01/hai.html' title='Hai ...'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-7682669363380161122</id><published>2009-01-07T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T23:19:10.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super MAN !!!</title><content type='html'>I wan to be like SUPERMAN! HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-7682669363380161122?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/7682669363380161122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=7682669363380161122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/7682669363380161122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/7682669363380161122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/01/super-man.html' title='Super MAN !!!'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-1091241385812420730</id><published>2009-01-04T04:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T04:02:23.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOSER XIE!</title><content type='html'>I lose to CB in basketball 0-7 ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then wad am i when i lose to a CB ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai .... sorry to someone .... cannot help her win still kena thrash....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-1091241385812420730?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/1091241385812420730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=1091241385812420730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/1091241385812420730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/1091241385812420730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/01/loser-xie.html' title='LOSER XIE!'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-3967623876946382916</id><published>2009-01-02T03:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T03:58:30.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting to die</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SV0ea8DO_NI/AAAAAAAAAIk/V6FVgM8j-wg/s1600-h/DSCF0518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SV0ea8DO_NI/AAAAAAAAAIk/V6FVgM8j-wg/s320/DSCF0518.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286414985747954898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SV0d2EC5NrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/B-JqKmzs_0Q/s1600-h/Auroa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SV0d2EC5NrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/B-JqKmzs_0Q/s320/Auroa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286414352238851762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SV0d1iUtU4I/AAAAAAAAAIU/9XxV78obyh8/s1600-h/1_384995290l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SV0d1iUtU4I/AAAAAAAAAIU/9XxV78obyh8/s320/1_384995290l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286414343186764674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SV0dbehb5II/AAAAAAAAAIM/MN6Zp7GlCoQ/s1600-h/gorup.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SV0dbehb5II/AAAAAAAAAIM/MN6Zp7GlCoQ/s320/gorup.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286413895489807490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SV0da9rcbMI/AAAAAAAAAIE/SBbDfysyAwE/s1600-h/DSC01951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SV0da9rcbMI/AAAAAAAAAIE/SBbDfysyAwE/s320/DSC01951.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286413886673415362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SV0daJD48RI/AAAAAAAAAH8/VFVKoLdxAXc/s1600-h/DSCF0154(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SV0daJD48RI/AAAAAAAAAH8/VFVKoLdxAXc/s320/DSCF0154(1).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286413872548868370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SV0dZ7LW31I/AAAAAAAAAH0/pMmy5Sac-1Q/s1600-h/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SV0dZ7LW31I/AAAAAAAAAH0/pMmy5Sac-1Q/s320/DSC00079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286413868822093650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SV0dZrnfNmI/AAAAAAAAAHs/zP8F9J9XDDI/s1600-h/yennY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SV0dZrnfNmI/AAAAAAAAAHs/zP8F9J9XDDI/s320/yennY.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286413864645113442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some photo i found over my picture folder so decided to post it out ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People ask me what my life is about ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Waiting to die lo...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause my life is aimless ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are all looking forward for a brand new year with a better year... But look like for me, is just another year of my fuck up life .... I used to have alot of big dream and aim but thank to someone happen to be in my life ... i decided to just wait 4 death bah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH - MY - GOD ! I cant believe it that i have been NAGGING the same problem OVER AND OVER again ... i just couldnt stop LOL ... sad sad U_U ... Trying to get it over ... haha try bah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random but jackson asked me what my wish for 2009 during one of the lunch when we meet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that day he asked, i been thinking but the answer right didnt come up into my mind.... Maybe like what Mr Lai(Poly Form Teacher) said: "You really got no balls". Reason because i didnt dare to face up to any problem i faced which i know is a problem i have since young... Finding excuses and lie my way through is what i know best .... Wondering when can i start to face my own life and stop being SO naggy about the past ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-3967623876946382916?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/3967623876946382916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=3967623876946382916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3967623876946382916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3967623876946382916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2009/01/waiting-to-die.html' title='Waiting to die'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SV0ea8DO_NI/AAAAAAAAAIk/V6FVgM8j-wg/s72-c/DSCF0518.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-2890300557840169824</id><published>2008-12-26T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T23:35:10.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I QUIT!</title><content type='html'>I quit liao ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give up liao ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting boring le ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye B-y-e Basketball ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai, has admitted to the hospital liao ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad/emo filled me …. What happen? When he buying food for himself around his neighbour during Wednesday morning (raining), he slip and fell down causing his whole head is cover with blood. Some kind china people helped to call the ambulance. No one in the family called us to inform us… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason? They dun have our number….. The first thing came to my mind is WHAT THE FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;I mean there SO SO SO SO SO many people in the family who know my FUCKING number and MSN why can’t they ask around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I visited him today, I saw his right face totally blue black and eye swallow … I was like kena shock there for a minutes or so before I can talk or what. Heartache when I see him …. Wondered if I done anything for him before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask whether he remembered me, and his answer is “Wei Xian la ….”&lt;br /&gt;Then I totally was like !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ask a lot of thing …. Most of the thing he can answer correct but when we ask whether he know he admitted how long liao ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His answer is 3-4 days liao …..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ask whether he fall down ar ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His answer “No la … I scratch too hard on face only ….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He keeps on saying wanna go back home because he is fine …..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why he say all the above answer? Because the doctor told him he will be only admitted for 3-4 days and he is fine because he know that hospital is expensive …. Scratch because dunwan us to worry about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one by one each doctor check on him and do test for him … See liao reali sad ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody was telling me why “ Ah gong love u the most one ar ….. You must this and that this and that” Is not I dun feel sad and cry or what …. People know me well will know that I won’t cry or emo on the spot one cause I dunwan people to think that I weak or wad…. Not I dunwan to talk to him a not …. I reali dunno what to say when see him hurt unit liketat ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask why dun let him stay is B class bed room. Then they say 4th aunt wan C class wan lei when everyone AGREE on B. My mind was FUCK ….. They can live in FUCKING big house no money to pay this small sum of money? I Pay la? No money tells me …. Come on me not rich but me not that STRINGY like u … &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember on Wednesday which is Eve of Christmas; I was knocking at his house wondering why no one opens up the door….. Cause they were on in hospital …. What am I doing? Playing and enjoy myself…. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I left the hospital, my ah gong finally knows who I am…. Then I was like …. Touch ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me that I was very quiet last time and seldom talks but now I talk a lot….. He say that because I didn’t talk during young that why now I talk more then other people. He says I start to talk a lot when I keep asking people why here and there…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That tells me how much he reali know/remember about me ….&lt;br /&gt;I must well go and jump down better …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-2890300557840169824?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/2890300557840169824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=2890300557840169824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/2890300557840169824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/2890300557840169824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-quit.html' title='I QUIT!'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-3696950654019689010</id><published>2008-12-22T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T18:32:14.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ</title><content type='html'>At either 24/25, Having BBQ at labrador park for joe, JAy and Yikao Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose who dunno them can come along too LOl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for those who wanna give his as their birthday is $15 .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please contact me asps whether u wanna go a not .... Cause i abit too last min LOL ... srry for that ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-3696950654019689010?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/3696950654019689010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=3696950654019689010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3696950654019689010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3696950654019689010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2008/12/bbq.html' title='BBQ'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-5657306549204230042</id><published>2008-12-20T04:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T04:19:27.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AH KU AND ME! (Basket Ball)</title><content type='html'>AH ku and me reali make a good combo at basketball ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we have a sercet tatic which is .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WIN" !!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-5657306549204230042?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/5657306549204230042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=5657306549204230042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5657306549204230042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5657306549204230042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2008/12/ah-ku-and-me-basket-ball.html' title='AH KU AND ME! (Basket Ball)'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-7856599838475795126</id><published>2008-12-16T04:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T04:06:49.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question</title><content type='html'>Why some Boys/Girls heart/feeling change like changing clothes one ar? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmm .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saw someone blog .... He/She can break today, the next day got new pather again man ... Just thinking WTF they thinking ... Why dun bang the wall with their head and think WTF they wan or wad ... LOL ... The one I felt sorry for is their ex, who gave their 100% into this relationship useless they were not trying too LOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random but just got a BIG BIG ? in my head lOl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-7856599838475795126?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/7856599838475795126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=7856599838475795126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/7856599838475795126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/7856599838475795126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2008/12/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-9096141760738219660</id><published>2008-12-16T03:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T03:53:13.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday/New Year</title><content type='html'>Is holiday le ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chirstmas coming ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand new year is coming ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year of my life is gone again ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai ... Why can't I be born with a sliver spoon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe everythings is different by now ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at other people faces ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile even though I being scolded ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile to the person when I hate him feel down my heart ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile when I feel like crying ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do thing when I not even have a little interest on it ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encourage someone when I dunno how to encourage myself ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I have more money and power ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe like what Ah ku Said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;ALIVE &lt;/strong&gt;but that &lt;strong&gt;SAD &lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ... ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;... ... ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will next year be a better year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet it will still be a sucky year for me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause there too going thing going on for me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many thing that I can't put down ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And too many people I didn't forgive ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because for the thing I cant't let go and I didn't forgive someone, it is .... Tiring LOl ... Not I dunwan to forgive but is just my mind/heart/dunno what telling me I just can't LOl ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is human/&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-9096141760738219660?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/9096141760738219660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=9096141760738219660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/9096141760738219660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/9096141760738219660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2008/12/holidaynew-year.html' title='Holiday/New Year'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-5714534574979018983</id><published>2008-12-12T00:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:08:25.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yi Kao Little NOnya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SUE6k7fCjeI/AAAAAAAAAHk/zKUHU-iF3FI/s1600-h/yikao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 164px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SUE6k7fCjeI/AAAAAAAAAHk/zKUHU-iF3FI/s400/yikao.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278564644372516322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kopi gia's version of little nonya. The left one is sad. The middle 1 tried to act chio. The right one is happy. LOL.. btw the guy is called YI KAO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-5714534574979018983?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/5714534574979018983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=5714534574979018983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5714534574979018983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5714534574979018983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2008/12/yi-kao-little-nonya.html' title='Yi Kao Little NOnya'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SUE6k7fCjeI/AAAAAAAAAHk/zKUHU-iF3FI/s72-c/yikao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-2716837691476201928</id><published>2008-12-08T03:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T03:21:19.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C&amp;P AGAIN!!!!</title><content type='html'>C&amp;P from my cousin blog .... quite interesting for me ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;认命吧&lt;br /&gt;都注定好了&lt;br /&gt;不是吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;多么的不舍得&lt;br /&gt;多么的不开心&lt;br /&gt;多么的伤心&lt;br /&gt;哭再多也没有用&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有了就是没有了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;笑一个！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya i agree that if you lose it.... no matter what we do.... wad gone is gone .... it will nvr come back to us .... So why not smile :)&lt;br /&gt;And ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我说好的幸福&lt;br /&gt;在不知不觉之中，&lt;br /&gt;输给了缘分&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo huh ... one moment you can be very very close with that person ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another moment, he/she can be in another person arm ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at that moment... ur heart is shatter into pieces... sad huh ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-2716837691476201928?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/2716837691476201928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=2716837691476201928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/2716837691476201928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/2716837691476201928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2008/12/c-again.html' title='C&amp;P AGAIN!!!!'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-4799550537207533804</id><published>2008-12-06T02:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T03:38:39.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BasketBall Temper</title><content type='html'>Lost my temper again because of losing streak.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn ... No improvement at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so demoralize ... Saded ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so lost suddenly ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai ... HAi.... HAI....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Ah ku ... I tried my best to win but still ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All talk no action Xie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-4799550537207533804?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/4799550537207533804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=4799550537207533804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/4799550537207533804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/4799550537207533804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2008/12/basketball-temper.html' title='BasketBall Temper'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-1213997625003129359</id><published>2008-12-02T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T23:36:20.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>overall it fair</title><content type='html'>IT finished LO! Got another 3 months to rest before the next IT fair …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary of my IT fair….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work for 3 days, Fri, Sat and Sun&lt;br /&gt;Fri – 8 sets&lt;br /&gt;Sat – 7 sets&lt;br /&gt;Sun – 12 sets&lt;br /&gt;Total = 27 sets! TOP SELLER for newstead fujistu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite happy about that as I only work for 3 days and another worked for 4 days LOL&lt;br /&gt;Wanna to thank Venetia for helping me to buy mouse! LOL. A ranger mouse 1600 DPI for only 19.90! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy like siao lately…. TMR is the submission of my DWA…. Hope nothing happen Lol…. Then the next week is exam then HOILDAY LO! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I going to do during the holiday? BASKETBALL BASKETBALL AND MORE BASKETBALL!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;That all Guys lOL.&lt;br /&gt;Sign off by All talk no action XIe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-1213997625003129359?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/1213997625003129359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=1213997625003129359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/1213997625003129359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/1213997625003129359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2008/12/overall-it-fair.html' title='overall it fair'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-8784507610495227411</id><published>2008-11-30T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T00:33:29.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT fair dec 2008</title><content type='html'>IT fair!!! IT FAIR !!! IT FAIR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my mind is about IT fair this few day…. 1st day sold 8 set and 2nd day sold 7 sets only : ( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I going to try my very best to perform…&lt;br /&gt;Well wish me luck then…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOT! &lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;Mood = Tired, du lan and a bit of emo ? lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-8784507610495227411?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/8784507610495227411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=8784507610495227411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/8784507610495227411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/8784507610495227411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-fair-dec-2008.html' title='IT fair dec 2008'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-8216900641562701733</id><published>2008-11-26T01:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T02:36:34.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowing down....</title><content type='html'>A week nvr update my blog liao…. Too much thing happens to me which make me slow down a lot a lot….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the pass few days, I doing nothing in practical. Just eat, sleep and play and nothing else. Nothing different from a useless person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I reali did is just taking a basketball and go down to BMCC to train my basketball and nothing else. I reali feel that I am a FUCKING SORE LOSER! When I lose, I blame other. I mean I am that kind of person that dun like to face the truth. Example: when lose; I blame other but not myself. And I blame the laptop brand and price suck when I can’t sell. Which make me a sore loser? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always got my 101 reasons or excuse to say that HEY I not in the wrong. But for myself, I know who right and wrong. I cant do anything good in this world. People always tell me to endure and wait but well, just face the fact, I am reali fucking loser or what la. What I am now is cause by what I did last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just think of what Jessica say me maybe is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look – I am FUCKing overweight&lt;br /&gt;Character – I am a sore loser, bad temper, and inpatient&lt;br /&gt;Money – I got fucking none of it&lt;br /&gt;Future – all I know is “ALL TALK NO ACTION” plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always say I want to do something big and prove that I better than Chee bye  Tha* and bastard **(Those who close to me will know they is). What if I better than them? What did I successed in? Fucking tired. Because they are two BIG burden forces I to change my life style to be better than them. Damn!! I am getting nowhere now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reali jealous of both of them. Why?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They can play basketball well which I can’t.&lt;br /&gt;They can FUCK girl here and there which I can’t&lt;br /&gt;They can be forgiven when they do something wrong BECAUSE THEY ARE HANDSOME&lt;br /&gt;They got a fuck up attitude but still got friend around him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reali dun understand why the world is all about. And never will understand it.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing my entire friends moving on with their life make me think of a lot of thing. Why cant I put down my past and move on? Just hope that my life could go back to 2007Jan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I never do stupid thing which I do before&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I never know Bastard **&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I never know Chee bye Tha*&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I never went to eat with Feng at 2007 June IT fair last day so i wont get the ice cream ……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then everything will be perfect for me I guess….. Just guess that everything I do is late for me now. I cant blame anyone. Face It that i am just a loser. I cannot turn back now but Only tear are left behind me….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-8216900641562701733?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/8216900641562701733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=8216900641562701733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/8216900641562701733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/8216900641562701733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2008/11/slowing-down.html' title='Slowing down....'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-5022898713080254050</id><published>2008-11-19T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:59:48.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentation</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;   Tomorrow going to present at E-Garge of school of ICT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Very NErvous and a bit scare as this is the first Presentation of my SKYAD....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Hope everything go on smoothly LOL&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Hope more government people come take a look at our business HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY FIRST BUCKET OF GOLD! LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-5022898713080254050?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/5022898713080254050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=5022898713080254050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5022898713080254050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5022898713080254050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2008/11/presentation.html' title='Presentation'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-1281966835618097624</id><published>2008-11-15T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T01:13:27.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left Knee</title><content type='html'>I think i injured my left knee ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i touch my left knee, the pain is like WAH.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn the pain kept my tear dropping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-1281966835618097624?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/1281966835618097624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=1281966835618097624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/1281966835618097624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/1281966835618097624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2008/11/left-knee.html' title='Left Knee'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-7502309310765500946</id><published>2008-11-13T00:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:37:27.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NICK NICK</title><content type='html'>WOoT New nick name for our class people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lan Jiao Xie (Xie Weijie)&lt;br /&gt;2. Jerk Sam (Samuel)&lt;br /&gt;3. DA PAO MING (Ming)&lt;br /&gt;4. Chee Hong Jun (Weijun)&lt;br /&gt;5. Sniffing Chan (Hon Yian)&lt;br /&gt;6. Belly Koh/Terry (Terry)&lt;br /&gt;7. Chio Bu Jess (Jessica)&lt;br /&gt;8. Ah Seow(jocelyn Seow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL …. Just think of each people has a nick name … So fun lOL. Specially DAO PAO MING! Its sound so ….. nice? Lol. And there more nick name COMING! Damn busy lately. Due to project, project AND PROJECT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday saw saiful and weijun soccer match. 1W and 2L …. Actually they are considered out but one of the winner team can’t make it on Wednesday and that make them move on to the next round. But they are a good team just that the official is a fucker…. The whisper like spoil toward their team only lol. Cant blow any shit …..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then go with Samuel, Ming, Wei Jun to my dad shop to eat. After desmond meet us and ming me and him go to void deck talk cock. But all we do is to think the name of our friends name for almost 1.5 hoUR! Lol … joke sia….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ask me something about who still owe me money or what, actually I dun intent to get back money from someone who I lend money to so even if I dun get back, I am ok with it. Maybe I dumb? Maybe I Cum Lan? But well, that that lol. So well dun ask me why i dun chase the money back le THANK! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT fair coming again. This will be the 8th big show I will be doing. Fujistu again LOL but I heard from aaron to beware of the environment as the market is not as good as it used to be. I hope to earn 600 can liao lol! Well at least go there can see my LONG LOST FRIEND Cai Jun and Venetia lol. Since my birthday celebration we were like too busy to meet up for anything lol. Looking forward to it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MUST STOP BUYING MORE NEW CLOTHES LE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-7502309310765500946?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/7502309310765500946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=7502309310765500946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/7502309310765500946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/7502309310765500946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2008/11/nick-nick.html' title='NICK NICK'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-4297225430119838427</id><published>2008-11-08T03:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T03:57:10.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REALI SUAY!</title><content type='html'>GOOD WORK WEI JIE! YOU DID A GREAT JOB THERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR STUPID AND DUMB IS REALI TO THE MAX MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, you injuried your back, left knee and right ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN TODAY, you sprain your right ankle! OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai ... I going to get even more stronger when i recover.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-4297225430119838427?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/4297225430119838427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=4297225430119838427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/4297225430119838427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/4297225430119838427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2008/11/reali-suay.html' title='REALI SUAY!'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-7989594873246399168</id><published>2008-11-05T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:33:27.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO! DAMN super long never update my blog liao…. WHY? Due to overload of school work, injury, business report AND MEETING! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let list down this week time:&lt;br /&gt;Monday – 9am to 8pm&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday – 9am to 6pm&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday – 9am to 5pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah! I super ultra tiring…. NVM then go home still need to do my business write up, Power point slide, DWA website and …… damn…. Like never ending task man lol.&lt;br /&gt;Life lately reali suay … why I say that? I see a doctor liao …. I hurt my back, left knee and right ankle, and can’t do any sport for at least half a year. It due to my body weight too heavy and I forcing myself too much and my body can’t take it and that why… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days again, my mum told me something that totally make my tear drop. When my mum was shopping at the market nearby my Ah gong house, suddenly one of her friend told her that my Ah gong was seating at the market for hours. My mum’s friend asks why my ah gong still dunwan to go home, and my ah gong replies that he has forgotten the way home….. Today my bro visited him, he say that my bro is called “weijie” and dunno who is “wei xian”. For awhile I dunno wad to say or do…. Among my family, my ah gong love me the most. I rmb that when young, he always bring me to arcade to play game and he know I like fried rice + the sauce of yi mee, he will order both for me…. My heartache when I heard that…. He will always push money to me even though I have my own. When I was primary 1, I dun even know how to write my own name. He is the one who hold my hand to teach me how to write my name. I haven got chance to make him happy then he is in this state liao …. That why I say, why will make stone for you to keep fall down when you are about to do something big. I mean wtf man. Just that I going to do something big, then so many problems come to me? I promise if I earn some money from my business, I will buy something for my granddad. &lt;strong&gt;A promise to myself&lt;/strong&gt;. And if there anything that can cure or make him better, I will do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan told me that my life before 40 will be good… From my point of view? Doesn’t seem like it. If is good, Why I have to cry every night worrying for him and that? Why will I have to rush this and that?&lt;br /&gt;If my group people read this, I am sorry… I really can’t continue any work today. My emo taken over me…. I really feel sorry about it. I will make up to it….. Can’t stop my tear from dropping down…. &lt;br /&gt;Fuck up life ….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-7989594873246399168?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/7989594873246399168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=7989594873246399168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/7989594873246399168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/7989594873246399168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-damn-super-long-never-update-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-1016295424013543075</id><published>2008-11-04T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T00:27:50.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More C&amp;P !</title><content type='html'>More C&amp;P coming UP lol .... Just happen to see it so well ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-遇到你真心爱的人，要努力争取和他/她相处下去，因为当他/她离开时，一切都来不及了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-遇到可相信的朋友，又好好跟他/她相处，因为在人的一生中可遇到的知己真的不容易。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-遇到人生中的贵人，要挤得好好的感激他/她，因为他/她是你人生的转折点。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-遇到你曾经爱过的人，记得微笑向他/她感激，因为他/她是让你更懂得爱的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-遇到曾经恨过的人，要微笑向他/她打招呼，因为他让你更坚强。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-遇到背叛你的人，跟他/她好好聊一聊，因为若不是他/她，今天你也不会懂得看清楚这个世界。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-遇到曾经偷偷喜欢你的人，要祝福他/她幸福噢。因为你喜欢他/她时，不是希望他/她幸福快乐吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8-遇到匆匆离开你人生的人，要谢谢他/她走过你的人生，因为他/她是你精彩回忆的一部分。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9-遇到曾经与你有误会的人，要趁现在理解误会，因为你可能只有这一次机会解释清楚.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10-遇到现在和相伴一生的人，要百分百感谢他/她爱你，因为你们现在都得到幸福和真爱。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-1016295424013543075?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/1016295424013543075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=1016295424013543075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/1016295424013543075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/1016295424013543075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2008/11/more-c.html' title='More C&amp;P !'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-6529217684499496412</id><published>2008-11-02T14:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T15:01:40.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Copy and Paste ....</title><content type='html'>Something i found on friendster and my friend blog so decided to C and P ! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 真正爱你的男人，一下子说不出真正爱你的理由，只知道自己顾不上注意别人。　&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;2．真正爱你的男人，其实总惹你生气，你却发觉不了他到底做错了什么。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;3．真正爱你的男人，很少当面赞美你，可是心里肯定你是他最棒的。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;4．真正爱你的男人，会在你忘记回复他短信时狠狠地说你一顿。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;5．真正爱你的男人，只可能在你一个人的面前流眼泪，当你触摸到他时，也触摸到了那颗只为你跳动的心。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;6．真正爱你的男人，会默默地记住你不经意说过的话，在某时某刻重复它们。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;7．真正爱你的男人，不会轻易做出承诺，因为他想让自己成为你心中说话最算话的男子汉，只想给你最可靠最安全的幸福。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;8．真正爱你的男人，总告诉你不要胡思乱想，因为其实他在为你们谋划着最美丽真实的未来。同时让你无忧无虑地等待他要给你的惊喜。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;9．真正爱你的男人，可能不像你一样清楚地记得某些纪念日，他觉得爱你是每时每刻的，并不是靠这几天简单的日子。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;10．真正爱你的男人，不会轻易对你当面说“我爱你”，因为他为你做过的每件事都已经这么说了。除非在非常时刻，为了不让你无端地误解他。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;11．真正爱你的男人，总觉得有些话只说一遍就够了，因为你已经了解他的心。说得多了，他会觉得不珍贵。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;12．真正爱你的男人，如果他去机场接你，不会像你期望的那样捧着玫瑰大声叫“亲爱的”，只是自然地提过你的行李，然后想用眼睛抱紧你似的心疼地说，怎么瘦得像豆芽菜了？&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;13．真正爱你的男人，当你发脾气时，只会不做声地听你把火发完，然后慢慢地说，你明天有课吗？早点睡吧。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;14．真正爱你的男人，不懂当你生气挂掉电话后应该立即打来，过了若干小时后会发条短信问你消气了没有？如果你质问他为何这么久才打来，他会理直气壮的说，你生气时我的解释一定没有用，等你的火消了，我的解释才有效果。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;15．真正爱你的男人，总是叫你小姑娘，可是每次他做什么重大的决定，却总想先听听你的建议。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;16．真正爱你的男人，不喜欢玩具小毛熊，却一直把你送他的小熊放在床头。　&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;17．真正爱你的男人，当和你发生争执时，总是控制不了地先妥协，先承认“我错了”，过后发来短信以“神经病”开头，以“宝贝”结尾。事实上你也清楚，这次是你有点无理取闹。　&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;18．真正爱你的男人，很想很想你时，也会买玫瑰送你，傻傻地等着你，却不知道自己捧的是月季。没关系，他的心里送的是玫瑰。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;19．真正爱你的男人，都不甜，但是他的吻能传递他嘴巴所有的热情。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;20．真正爱你的男人，当听到你对他讲很“酸”的话时，他反而会装得很正经，其实心里很甜很甜。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;21．真正爱你的男人，如果不能经常见到你，他会让自己忙碌起来，为了不去想你，因为他知道一想你将会一发不可收拾．．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here my friend de :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody is perfect until you fall in love with them. &lt;br /&gt;Love starts with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a tear. &lt;br /&gt;Don't cry over anyone who won't cry over you. &lt;br /&gt;What do you do when the only person who can make you stop crying is the person who made you cry? &lt;br /&gt;If love isn't a game, why are there so many players? &lt;br /&gt;Good friends are hard to find, harder to leave, and impossible to forget. &lt;br /&gt;You can only go as far as you push! &lt;br /&gt;Actions speak louder than words. &lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing to do is watch the one you love, love somebody else. &lt;br /&gt;Don't let the past hold you back, you're missing the good stuff. &lt;br /&gt;Life's short. If you don't look around once in a while you might miss it. &lt;br /&gt;A best friend is like a four leaf clover, hard to find and lucky to have. &lt;br /&gt;Some people make the world special by just being in it. &lt;br /&gt;Best friends are the siblings God forgot to give us.&lt;br /&gt;When it hurts to look back, and you're scared to look ahead, you can look beside you and your best friend will be there. &lt;br /&gt;True friendship never ends. &lt;br /&gt;Friends are forever. &lt;br /&gt;Good friends are like stars....you don't always see them, but you know they are always there. &lt;br /&gt;Don't frown, you never know who is falling in love with your smile. &lt;br /&gt;Everything is okay in the end. If it's not okay, then it's not the end. Most people walk in and out of your life, but only friends leave footprints in your heart. &lt;br /&gt;If u love something...let it go. &lt;br /&gt;If it comes back to you its yours.... &lt;br /&gt;If it doesn't then it never was. &lt;br /&gt;A kiss is just a kiss until u find the one you love. A hug is just a hug&gt;until its from the one ur thinking of. A dream is just a dream until u make it come true. LOVE is just a word until its proven 2 u. &lt;br /&gt;Send this on to everyone special in your life, even the people who really make you mad sometimes. Remember, every minute spent angry is sixty seconds of happiness wasted. &lt;br /&gt;____________________________________ &lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of a sister&lt;br /&gt;Ask someone&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of ten years:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a newly&lt;br /&gt;Divorced couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of four years:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one year:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a student who&lt;br /&gt;Has failed a final exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of nine months:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a mother who gave birth to a still born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize &lt;br /&gt;The value of one month:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a mother&lt;br /&gt;who has given birth to&lt;br /&gt;A premature baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one week:&lt;br /&gt;Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one hour:&lt;br /&gt;Ask the lovers who are waiting to Meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one minute:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a person&lt;br /&gt;Who has missed the train, bus or plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one-second:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a person&lt;br /&gt;Who has survived an accident...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;T! he value of one millisecond:&lt;br /&gt;Ask the person who has won a silver medal in the Olympics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time waits for no one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treasure every moment you have.&lt;br /&gt;You will treasure it even more when&lt;br /&gt;you can share it with someone special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of a friend:&lt;br /&gt;Lose one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-6529217684499496412?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/6529217684499496412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=6529217684499496412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/6529217684499496412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/6529217684499496412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2008/11/copy-and-paste.html' title='Copy and Paste ....'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-3444338744827970104</id><published>2008-10-29T01:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T01:25:00.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FISHERMAN!</title><content type='html'>BTW! I think i wan to start fishing again after so long,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now i think calling people GO ! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who interested can kindly leave ur name down and if is confirm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will inform u the date and time lOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry no time to update but i will update soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer Friends !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: Emo = Weijie + jackson + joe !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-3444338744827970104?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/3444338744827970104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=3444338744827970104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3444338744827970104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/3444338744827970104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2008/10/fisherman.html' title='FISHERMAN!'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-7718752147029713903</id><published>2008-10-25T02:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T03:10:07.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMPROVEMENT!</title><content type='html'>FINALLY ! Shao Cong say that i improve a lot in my basketball skill ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specially in my shooting and one step shooting haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT he also said that my body skill still not there ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well one step at a time ... I sure i can make it ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about bully when talk with jackson and yi KAO just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun like people to bully other ... Wad give them (the bullier) the right to bully others that are weaker? Aint they are once a starter who dun know a thing in the game? That why i hate people who play around or bully those who are not as strong as them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That why i tried to win when i see my friend/teammate got bully by other. And that why i also need to be stronger. And of course i wouldnt like when my teammate bully others too UNLESS THEY deserve it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to people who bully me or my friend before (in basketball or any other thing), &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WILL BECOME STRONGER AND OVERWHELM YOU! AND AT THAT POINT OF THE TIME, DUN LET ME SEE YOU IF NOT YOU WILL GET IT! F**ker ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for friend, I promise I will get stronger ... &lt;strong&gt;specially you&lt;/strong&gt; ... And will not get bullied ever again ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-7718752147029713903?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/7718752147029713903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=7718752147029713903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/7718752147029713903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/7718752147029713903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2008/10/improvement.html' title='IMPROVEMENT!'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-5710235601598265846</id><published>2008-10-24T10:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T10:59:30.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song that touched me ....</title><content type='html'>周杰伦 - 说好的幸福呢 &lt;br /&gt;词：方文山 曲：周杰伦 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的回话凌乱着 &lt;br /&gt;在这个时刻 &lt;br /&gt;我想起喷泉旁的白鸽 &lt;br /&gt;甜蜜散落了 &lt;br /&gt;情绪莫名的拉扯 &lt;br /&gt;我还爱你呢 &lt;br /&gt;伴你断断续续唱着歌 &lt;br /&gt;假装没事了 &lt;br /&gt;时间过了 走了 &lt;br /&gt;爱情面临选择 &lt;br /&gt;你冷了 倦了 我哭了 &lt;br /&gt;离开时的不快乐 &lt;br /&gt;你用卡片手写着 &lt;br /&gt;有些爱只给到这 &lt;br /&gt;真的痛了 &lt;br /&gt;怎么了 你累了 &lt;br /&gt;说好的 幸福呢 &lt;br /&gt;我懂了 不说了 &lt;br /&gt;爱淡了 梦远了 &lt;br /&gt;开心与不开心一一细数着 &lt;br /&gt;你再不舍 &lt;br /&gt;那些爱过的感觉都太深刻 &lt;br /&gt;我都还记得 &lt;br /&gt;你不等了 &lt;br /&gt;说好的 幸福呢 &lt;br /&gt;我错了 泪干了 &lt;br /&gt;放手了 后悔了 &lt;br /&gt;只是回忆的音乐盒还旋转着 &lt;br /&gt;要怎么停呢 &lt;br /&gt;你的回话凌乱着 &lt;br /&gt;在这个时刻 &lt;br /&gt;我想起喷泉旁的白鸽 &lt;br /&gt;甜蜜散落了 &lt;br /&gt;情绪莫名的拉扯 &lt;br /&gt;我还爱你呢 &lt;br /&gt;伴你断断续续唱着歌 &lt;br /&gt;假装没事了 &lt;br /&gt;时间过了 走了 &lt;br /&gt;爱情面临选择 &lt;br /&gt;你冷了 倦了 我哭了 &lt;br /&gt;离开时的不快乐 &lt;br /&gt;你用卡片手写着 &lt;br /&gt;有些爱只给到这 &lt;br /&gt;真的痛了 &lt;br /&gt;怎么了 你累了 &lt;br /&gt;说好的 幸福呢 &lt;br /&gt;我懂了 不说了 &lt;br /&gt;爱淡了 梦远了 &lt;br /&gt;开心与不开心一一细数着 &lt;br /&gt;你再不舍 &lt;br /&gt;那些爱过的感觉都太深刻 &lt;br /&gt;我都还记得 &lt;br /&gt;你不等了 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;说好的 幸福呢 &lt;br /&gt;我错了 泪干了 &lt;br /&gt;放手了 后悔了 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是回忆的音乐盒还旋转着 &lt;br /&gt;要怎么停呢 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;怎么了 你累了 &lt;br /&gt;说好的 幸福呢 &lt;br /&gt;我懂了 不说了 &lt;br /&gt;爱淡了 梦远了 &lt;br /&gt;我都还记得 &lt;br /&gt;你不等了 &lt;br /&gt;说好的 幸福呢 &lt;br /&gt;我错了 泪干了 &lt;br /&gt;放手了 后悔了 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是回忆的音乐盒还旋转着 &lt;br /&gt;要怎么停呢&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-5710235601598265846?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/5710235601598265846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=5710235601598265846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5710235601598265846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/5710235601598265846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2008/10/song-that-touched-me.html' title='Song that touched me ....'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7291684060744233029.post-996786954290578888</id><published>2008-10-22T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T01:37:55.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOL PORBLEM</title><content type='html'>I reali dun like ECAD at all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 1 and a half year in NP ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should wait for a year to see whether i can switch course or just quit my school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MY FUCKING INDECISIVE THINKING! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT this point of time i still dunno wad i wan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i reali am a loser ... Damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost hope in my business DUE TO THE TEACHER DUN remember what he told us to do ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that the reason i stay on to school ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandfather health is getting weaker ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parent business BREAK TIME is getting closer ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem getting more and more ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone enlighten me with sugguestion PLEASE?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7291684060744233029-996786954290578888?l=sdynop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/feeds/996786954290578888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7291684060744233029&amp;postID=996786954290578888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/996786954290578888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7291684060744233029/posts/default/996786954290578888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sdynop.blogspot.com/2008/10/school-porblem.html' title='SCHOOL PORBLEM'/><author><name>Every Little Thing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13664318914637698139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kHWXAIj3hKA/SKc3BLYvMwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JPLmoh60Dgk/S220/DSCF0516.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
