<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205</id><updated>2011-07-07T13:38:08.331-07:00</updated><category term='f'/><category term='.'/><title type='text'>walking along up the stairs of life...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>253</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-4523215751475705941</id><published>2010-10-09T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T09:48:40.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so many things happening recently, that its becoming a little hectic and a little too much of stories to blog at once, but let's start with work, work is getting more and more hectic and scoldings are getting more and more frequent, but lets live with it, where do you expect to work and don't get scoldings, its just that sometimes i do feel like i am targeted.. but what to do, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.. just gotta keep believing in that and just somehow learnt to survive, or at least until the day they decide they had enough of me and give me the sack ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, i got accepted into my application for a university, dont know whether to feel happy or not happy about it, but somehow i manage to got in despite the fact that i knew i flunked the interview pretty badly and apparently this jan intake is a small cohort, so did i really impressed them or did they really just anyhow selected people?.. there was quite a number of people going for the interview though and then i was really quite surprised i was selected ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever the case new chapter of life is going to start in january, no more flunking my studies ahha, however hard it is i will still try to find a way out this time, no longer going to have a bad start like in poly when the first sem started with a gpa of 2.4 or less and in the end became a uphill struggle.. did managed to hit 2.97 but it wasn't good enough to warrant a place in any of the universities sadly.. so to have a good start and then to have a good finish.. hope this will be a enriching two years (: ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then its all bad stuff, don wish to talk abt it .. something just seems to be wrong.. we shareD..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-4523215751475705941?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/4523215751475705941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>squabbles</title><content type='html'>maybe i'll just blog here as well, having a double blog so that somethings are seen somethings aren't..  i thought everything was getting along the right track since the previous incident which left such an sour taste to us.. just when everything was started to move along.. lets hope we would be able to just get on again once more and forget about what happened for a second time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-7288901393478165646?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/7288901393478165646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=7288901393478165646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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you never fail to not reply.. thats life eh.. and life sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`'&lt;br /&gt;you                                                                               me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-4024937503241338695?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/4024937503241338695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=4024937503241338695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/4024937503241338695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/4024937503241338695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-said-hi-other-day-and-as-always.html' title=''/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-3978752793285614315</id><published>2009-01-06T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T19:12:58.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>don't ask me why i do it again yet again and again. it hurts. but i guess its better this way.. the pain haven't subside after so long . sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;imu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-3978752793285614315?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-4939136584159918474</id><published>2009-01-03T18:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T18:18:59.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a sweet dream last night.&lt;br /&gt;she was crying.&lt;br /&gt;rested her head on my shoulders and comforted her.&lt;br /&gt;pity it will never ever happen in reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-4939136584159918474?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/4939136584159918474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>uneventful yet eventful day.. was asked by my dude to go around to walk walk with him.. in the end it ended up into a island chase around singapore.. huan dao zhui zhui zhui.. from 1 point to another to another and to another.. took the whole day before finally reaching home and im so very tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something evenful though.. my bro lost his keys, his remote control to his keys and his petrol pass.. so much of stuff lost just on a single keychain.. it sorts of sums up the day though.. its a bad day and im extremly tired.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw a lady that looked like someone i know, and then i realise that humans are generally selfish for a certain purpose.. chucking starts when you have outlived your purpose.. even talking another sentence to someone who have outlived their purpose is such a chore thats seems to kill.. i've learnt that.. thanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;started here, came back&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-8300420172766827747</id><published>2007-09-10T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T05:30:13.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger eats my posts up so ill be blogging eslewhere bye !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to the PRINCESS.. u havent tag !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-8300420172766827747?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/8300420172766827747/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-6301661400684643353</id><published>2007-09-09T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T10:39:45.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1.23</title><content type='html'>just remembered some funny stuff, couldn't really sleep so im here to blog again, no time during the weekdays to blog so gonna blog doubly hard during the weekends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched evan almighty already..ARK = a random act of kindness..and thats why the gaylekgaylek and hiaohiao keep linking the ark to me..lonerark = loner random act of kindness.. they concluded that the show was basically made for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, and never try eating watermelons and drinking beer..within 10 minutes..or maybe due to my weak stomach being unable to take it..try the combo and be sure to feel the waterfall running through u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my big dog is so funny..i carry him by his arms and swing him left and right like those long and big old clock..the bottom portion where there'll be something swinging around..and he just let me swing him for 10-15 seconds.. how CUTE is that !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;_21&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-6301661400684643353?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/6301661400684643353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=6301661400684643353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/6301661400684643353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/6301661400684643353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/09/123.html' title='1.23'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-3754480804635386540</id><published>2007-09-09T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T09:15:25.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>_眷恋</title><content type='html'>slept at 2 last night..very very very sleepy..then had to wake up at 8 in the morning..have to go visit the skin doctor again..manage to reach at 915 and already the q number is in the 20s..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily only about 4 5 people ahead of me.. so waited for about 30 mins to get everything done..took a bus home and there was 3 xmms in front of me..omg xmms nowadays..getting more xmm'ier and xmm'ier.. ok i may sound like talking alien language but i guess most will understand what i mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afternoon went to parkway with my mum and dad.. dad wanted to buy some exercise thingy.. ended up having late lunch there, walk around.. bought 4D for dad with a q of 30 40 people.. visited the "stalker" at the "stalker" shop.. mum wanted to get something there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 3..seems to be failing plan 21..pull me through !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;你要转身你要走 不再多作停留 爱情深埋在我梦中 说不出口一种难过 眼中的落寞 这些都是我的错 你就笑着挥挥手 你的沉默我都..就算是伤悲..我不想太狼狈&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-3754480804635386540?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-8547326702193931835</id><published>2007-09-08T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T07:35:49.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>learn</title><content type='html'>life teaches a new lesson everyday, we learn new stuff everyday, stuff that we couldn't comprehend yesterday would reveal itself today and the world will simply seems that like a huge book that one spends a lifetime reading..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people read first, comprehending life in a matter of decades, and then stay on to read it all over again, just like how readers would often read through a good book many many times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some might finish the book, they might simply be stuck on the chapter they feel is hard to decipher and eventually give up reading and just leaving the book aside..its definitely a very good theory to consider in terms of life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work has been going on pretty smoothly , less than a month before i end my work..totaling up to almost about 6 months in IBM..time flies extremely fast..pay pay pay delayed till 18 September..2 more weeks before i get my hands on my moolah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i survive hell week though..when my available assets were down to double digits..brother return me money since he got his pay..and im finally surviving once again..last week was hell though, bread accompany me everyday..till my colleague saw me eating bread and said "we pay u more than enough for u to eat bread !"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think u definitely need alot of sleep to recover from 1 day of not sleeping..since last Saturday of not sleeping for 1 night, i have been taking so many afternoon naps and still feeling lethargic..dunno whats wrong with me..starting to need alot more sleep more than i used to need..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did i learnt..? i learnt something..that actually nothing means everything...i once read a book..saying that it takes a person 21 days to get use to something..took me more than that time to get use to ... let this be the first day of learning how to get use to being without ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-8547326702193931835?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/8547326702193931835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=8547326702193931835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/8547326702193931835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/8547326702193931835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/09/learn.html' title='learn'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-338009621902197136</id><published>2007-09-07T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T09:31:09.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>repost</title><content type='html'>我想了很久 该如何说&lt;br /&gt;有一些困惑 在心里头&lt;br /&gt;我们都努力 交换了感受&lt;br /&gt;但始终还觉得 了解的不够&lt;br /&gt;因为你的笑 所以快乐&lt;br /&gt;因为你沉默 所以失落&lt;br /&gt;所有的想法 都跟你说&lt;br /&gt;我还是从你眼中 看到了保留&lt;br /&gt;是缘份让我们相遇又选择相守&lt;br /&gt;虽然你我的世界有些不同&lt;br /&gt;我想给你我所有&lt;br /&gt;为什么还有心事 不肯说&lt;br /&gt;快告诉我你还想要 什么&lt;br /&gt;快告诉我还能为你 做些什么&lt;br /&gt;如果相爱的两个人&lt;br /&gt;没有信任(我们) 该如何 (爱情就失去了颜色)&lt;br /&gt;(music)&lt;br /&gt;因为你的笑 所以快乐&lt;br /&gt;因为你沉默 所以失落&lt;br /&gt;所有的想法 都跟你说&lt;br /&gt;我还是从你眼中 看到了保留&lt;br /&gt;是缘份让我们相遇又选择相守&lt;br /&gt;虽然你我的世界有些不同&lt;br /&gt;我想给你我所有&lt;br /&gt;为什么还有心事 不肯说&lt;br /&gt;快告诉我你还想要 什么&lt;br /&gt;快告诉我还能为你 做些什么&lt;br /&gt;如果相爱的两个人&lt;br /&gt;没有信任 爱情就失去了颜色&lt;br /&gt;快告诉我你还想要 什么&lt;br /&gt;快告诉我还能为你 做些什么&lt;br /&gt;如果相爱的两个人&lt;br /&gt;没有信任 (我们) 该如何&lt;br /&gt;相爱两个人 没有信任&lt;br /&gt;爱情就失去了 美丽的颜色&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-338009621902197136?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/338009621902197136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=338009621902197136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/338009621902197136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/338009621902197136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/09/repost.html' title='repost'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-5565157562527777803</id><published>2007-09-07T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T03:53:36.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>did what i could</title><content type='html'>sometimes, or rather all the times i believe, the hardest thing to do during or even after an argument is standing in the shoes of the other party and think in terms of them..it definitely will be a test of maturity..not that i managed to learn it yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you think that i think u did it on purpose..i can say it truthfully that i didn't think u did it on purpose..and if u wonder why i was so angry over such a small thing, stand in my shoes girl..i stood in the sun for 15 mins waiting for something that will never come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don disagree with you that this is indeed a small issue..and i don feel angry at all..not after reflecting through what happen multiple times, but if u think that you don't wish to talk about it when i talk to you in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i wont be forgiven..then i will like to say sorry for all the bad jokes, insulting remarks and even untrue comments made on you just for the sake of cracking a joke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;what more could i do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-5565157562527777803?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/5565157562527777803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=5565157562527777803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/5565157562527777803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/5565157562527777803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/09/did-what-i-could.html' title='did what i could'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-5168459363518400105</id><published>2007-09-06T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T03:50:02.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i fucking deserved this</title><content type='html'>thanks..i fucking deserved this..its all my fucking fault i believed..i shouldn't even have suggested meeting you at all..that wouldnt have made me wait under the freaking hot sun for 15mins..yes thanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stood around your gates wondering around..i even reach the busstop and turn back yet again..for 15mins..up till the 10th min i sms you..u didn't reply..i was getting so pissed off that i simply walked off to the other bus stop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow and what happened..i saw u seating there smiling at me..how did i felt? fucking piss off i can tell u, u could have at least call/sms to let me know where u are..or rather where am i..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got on the bus with u..my mp3 was on..i didnt took it off..we stood pretty close to each other..within talking distance..what was going through your mind? i didnt know..i couldn't take the atmosphere..i didnt want to talk..if i had spoken..i am sure angry words will definitely come out..you could see i was pulling the longest face ever, anger was written all over my face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 bus stops in i jump off the bus, i couldn't take the atmosphere anymore..you must be wondering what i was doing..but i was simply so pissed off..i waited for the next bus..took it and saw you at the other bus stop sitting alone..i was suppose to be beside u accompanying u but it ruin it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said my sorry you didnt reply..i fucking deserved this i believe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try standing in the hot sun for 15minutes like a idiot..maybe it was because i didnt call u but i did sms u..i definitely admit it was my fault for simply jumping off the bus without even speaking a word.. lets just leave it this way.. i don wish to speak anymore..if u had been waiting at the busstop since 515 for me..then im sorry its all my fault..if not..i dunno what esle to say anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;thanks, i fucking deserved this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-5168459363518400105?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/5168459363518400105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>whose playing whose waiting?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-1782808559906312259?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/1782808559906312259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=1782808559906312259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/1782808559906312259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/1782808559906312259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/09/whose-playing-whose-waiting.html' title=''/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-7016680903004154433</id><published>2007-09-04T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T07:45:14.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bitching</title><content type='html'>i feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeel so dead.. work haven't really been as promising as what i hope it is suppose to be..try having a colleague breathing down your neck every 10 minutes, i am almost dead..aw well..left 5 more weeks..i guess i can pull through this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i definitely will i believed..worst news is that my pay has been delayed to the 22nd.. i miss the initial payout date so i will be getting everything on 22nd..definitely hope i can pull through to the 22nd now.. with 50 buck in bank and 50 bucks in hand..can i do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss hospital got her day spoilt, ask her to go find the mechanic and she refuse, while keep upping to me..whatever came in to join the fun too.. i guess only she will understand what im talking haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;up2u!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-7016680903004154433?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/7016680903004154433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=7016680903004154433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/7016680903004154433'/><link rel='self' 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because of the lack of sleep, maybe it because of other factors..but i definitely cannot stand someone talking to me in a very ____ tone..i dunno the exact word, but just fill in the blank yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replying "icic, okok, yup" and everything along the line of those really flares one up..ok maybe it does flare me up in my current sleep deprived state..if wanna talk like this, i might as well stand in front of the mirror smile to myself and talk that way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously whats the point of talking this way, if there is no attempt to start or continue a conversation, at least just say im off to do something or im busy wont be able to reply and just cut the conversation off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really see the point of continuing..and when i cut it off..im the one that SEEMS to be in the wrong..and whatsoever..retarded conversations all night long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-1125175880159234061</id><published>2007-09-02T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T07:57:44.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>benson hse</title><content type='html'>ok every saturday is the pianqian session at benson hse once again, and this time i ran away with a pian qian loss of $12. I have been unofficially crowned the silent assasin by myself..typically acting dumb..then when everyone least expect it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will say.."den yi xia! san ke, san ke, liang ke ke yi hu ma"..this went on for 4 5 times till everyone was sick of hearing the same time, immediately covering their tiles when i say this lol..it seems im improving =D..im happy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes u just find that u have such a funny family..full of bloody jokers and then u find out that the gene flow within you..making you such a joker too..this was illustrated in an incident along the way home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro was driving and my dad commented that the driver in the next car is a malay..cause he saw the lady wearing a tudong.. i believe that's what its called..then bro was saying it was a chinese but father argue saying it was a malay..saying COME LA i 1 PAY 10..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after bro drove off and dad got clearer look seeing that it wasn't a malay, me and my bro shouted at the same time..1 PAY 10!?.. in hokkien which of course makes it damn funny..my father burst into a roar of laughter..so cute family i have =)..feels blessed although i haven't really interacted with dad since the incident months back..except those few lines each day we hardly talk..its bad but i duno how to resolve it :(..help anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ironic of life is on display everyday, witness another chapter of it the other day when k-ing with the rest of my tp classmates..it goes to show, what it means to cherish chances that comes your way..and not to wait before the chance slip then u start to regret..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as always been said and always been heard..regret often come too late..and i think my regret have came too late..byebye he says..byebye he waves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;the end is near..the verdict's clear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-7779403981919281149</id><published>2007-09-01T19:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T19:45:41.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>_hate me</title><content type='html'>_i don't know why i did it, if u see this, im sorry..&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-7779403981919281149?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/7779403981919281149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=7779403981919281149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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but in the confusion there is some truth..just think about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise that maybe listening is the best form of talking..sometimes just stop and listen to others, i think alot, alot was thought..maybe i should have listen to you when you wanted to speak..maybe the next day will bring me a better understanding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`.&lt;br /&gt;there is no love..only hate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`takes 45mins to walk home from parkway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-6022140605501915506?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/6022140605501915506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=6022140605501915506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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week have been pass pretty uneventfully..except some pretty stupid ass decided to make my workload heavier by giving me something wrong and expecting me to correct it, apparently even my colleagues told me to throw it back to him and ask him to do it himself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im nice and im was free anyway so i helped..another thing worthy to note was that less than 2 weeks into my job i have been talked to about being too slack and too free..  ended up with my colleague asking me not to slack/laze/stone around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man i gotta buck up..and its not because i didnt finish my work, but because i finish it too fast and ended up slacking around because i dont wanna hand in the assignment that fast.. aw well guess ill work at a faster pace next time or i might get sack soon o.o..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super tired today, only manage to crawl to bed at 2am because of someone..not pointing fingers nor giving names out though the person know who he/she is..work was pretty boring today, learnt how to draw flow once again and finally pass the strict standards of my colleague..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kang had her bday yesterday and she offered to gimme a slice of her cake which i gladly accepted..went out during lunch to find her..the cake was nice =D..but she forgot to gimme any tools to utilize upon the cake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;cakey cakey cakey..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-1984141096759749503?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/1984141096759749503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=1984141096759749503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to decide when is the right time to express such expressions..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im puzzled by the outburst..altho it started from me..shows how fast a face could turn from gentle to green..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;fat till i cant wear my pants..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-8036063678695424231?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/8036063678695424231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=8036063678695424231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/8036063678695424231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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were almost finishing with their game, so watch them play for awhile and slacked with them before going to watch the movie..RAT-A-2-E..such a funny show..it was better than what i had expected with a few silly laughs here and there before it brings you back to the whole point of the story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stop thinking of the muscle mouse though, damn funny joker..proceeded to benson house then via 2 cabs..our cab was the funniest shit though..uncle said left then right?..then ben said turn left and left..which the uncle proceeded to turn left then right in a nonchalant way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask the uncle to drove to the nearest mini food center at benson area..proceeded to order what we want and the world funniest joke of that night occured here, called the other bunch of guys about what they want from zi char..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our dear rat king ahyi replied "XIANG JIAO MUI FAN"..to which we passed the phone around me ben and engsoon thinking..what the fuck is BANANA MUI FAN?.. banana soaked rice?..spent almost 5-10 minutes on the phone with the stall person laughing at us arguing/laughing hysterically over the XIANG JIAO MUI FAN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end change of order and bought xiang kang mian for them..went to benson house..slack relax and played mahjong..since there was 6, 4 played first while the last 2 loser stay and play with me and engsoon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my firstblood and first win playing with the guys..its my 4th time and i won 4 dollars..thanks to the xiang jiao mui fan sitting behind and guiding me..hope that more goodluck will come..and here benson is your blog entry that you are waiting for..i guess when im typing this u are already in camp sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks for the tshirt u bought from me in taiwan..a star portal officer deserve a star for his very best efforts in protecting the point of contentions..took mrt home and everyone was basically dying on the train..except for me..slept from 8 - 1 and from 5- 8..split over 2 periods..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;breaking the routine..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-2208002602808222373?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/2208002602808222373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=2208002602808222373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/2208002602808222373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/2208002602808222373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/08/benson-house.html' title='benson house'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-3715929455844261461</id><published>2007-08-24T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:44:43.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~</title><content type='html'>guess i need to learnt the art of consoling someone.. i definitely dun and might never know how to console someone..when someone fails in something and you are to console the person..how do you do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my analysis on how to console someone, normally the preferred method to console someone will be the old style, which basically goes something like "nm, its ok, you can do it next time, don't be too harsh on yourself, it wasn't your fault"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is definitely the wrong and the old way in my opinion, oh come on, it definitely must be your fault somewhere here or there whenever something goes wrong..how could it be not your fault, but at that point of time when you said that to someone, you are hoping that he/she would feel better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other way would be the sarcastic way, "u suck, u definitely deserve to fail, your failure was well expected by me, whats new, u definitely should fail".. this is the more sarcastic and cruel way, by exposing the truth to someone and going by the "the truth hurts" theory, you will definitely hurt the person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;furthermore, what else the person will definitely be pissed off and hate u for life..well i definitely dunno how to console someone and will gladly hope that people can teach me..just leave me a tag to teach me..please and thanks~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;快告诉我你还想要 什么, 快告诉我还能为你 做些什么..&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-3559164335649487719</id><published>2007-08-21T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T07:19:42.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>work</title><content type='html'>definitely what i have expected, and far more..they don't pay you good pay for nothing it seems...it has basically just been 2 days..and i can effectively say that this time the tasks will be far more demanding then what i have expected..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day and i OT till 9pm..although i doubt there will be any more chance of me OT'ing, and for the second day i was basically drawing out flowcharts base on 1 line of  information..imagine..how do you draw out a flowchart from 1 line of information..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nearly rip my head off thinking of what to do..and from what i was assigned tomorrow will be another 5 or 6 flowcharts..its gonna be a hectic 1 month according to my colleague and what to do, and they have really high expectations for me which makes me totally feeling it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;burnout in 2 days..what beholds the 2months..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-3559164335649487719?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/3559164335649487719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=3559164335649487719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/3559164335649487719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/3559164335649487719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/08/work.html' title='work'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-7822868688074351480</id><published>2007-08-19T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T08:05:30.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TADANG!</title><content type='html'>it will be the day tomorrow, hehe i will get back to work once again at SIA training centre, its gonna be a very fun 2 months yet again (i hope)..yeah i definitely miss the staff canteen over there, proclaimed the best staff canteen in Singapore by my colleagues and i could hardly disagree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because the canteens are filled with so many DJJs..even if the stomach isn't full the eyes will be full..so im gonna wake up dirt early tomorrow, dressed up in my formal wear..filled my bag with some junks and off i go..I WILL BE EARLY TOMORROW..I DEFINITELY WOULD !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATA`&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;it all ends tomorrow, my dear it ends..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-7822868688074351480?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/7822868688074351480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=7822868688074351480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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would have to live up to different expectations this time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though the tasks that were given to me during my internship time wasn't unimportant, i wouldn't say that i had the tasks/documents done to perfection, this time however, they will be expecting something..something more than what i have already shown..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i definitely knows what to expect from this 30+ 40 days stint with IBM once again..expectations will be high and with high expectations, pressure will definitely come along, more deadlines to rush, more stress to face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its definitely going to improve how i can handle stress, like my colleague said, if  u can handle stress in IBM, you would be able to handle stress everywhere.. that is something i believe though, after what i went through during my internship although i was treated more like a intern than a same level professional..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realized that my mum is a very nosy individual, just like someone else, who i believed doesn't read my blog so im basically safe to say it, ask left ask right ask up ask down, my mum is so fan -.-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;dream i seek, shall i speak, or bury it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-3989918612017981296?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/3989918612017981296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=3989918612017981296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/3989918612017981296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/3989918612017981296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/08/bah.html' title='bah'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-7803245143884641051</id><published>2007-08-13T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T05:34:24.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>power song</title><content type='html'>作词：邬裕康　作曲：曹格　编曲：涂惠元　合唱：张惠妹+萧敬腾&lt;br /&gt;(女)白茫茫的星光&lt;br /&gt;洒在长长路上&lt;br /&gt;想念的冰凉&lt;br /&gt;你知道吗&lt;br /&gt;你浅浅的微笑&lt;br /&gt;深似海的眼光&lt;br /&gt;都能掀起我&lt;br /&gt;滔天的巨浪&lt;br /&gt;(男)你相信吗&lt;br /&gt;这是命吗&lt;br /&gt;这次我们放弃抵抗&lt;br /&gt;哪怕拥抱&lt;br /&gt;在身上&lt;br /&gt;画下深深的伤&lt;br /&gt;(合)只要看你一眼一瞬间&lt;br /&gt;哪怕是最后画面&lt;br /&gt;我的世界&lt;br /&gt;因为爱过而完美&lt;br /&gt;谁都不该离太远&lt;br /&gt;只要看你一眼一瞬间&lt;br /&gt;足够我熬过千年&lt;br /&gt;我不后悔&lt;br /&gt;爱若让末日提前&lt;br /&gt;我们要一起&lt;br /&gt;好好迎接那句点&lt;br /&gt;(女)白茫茫的星光&lt;br /&gt;洒在长长路上&lt;br /&gt;想念的冰凉&lt;br /&gt;你知道吗&lt;br /&gt;你浅浅的微笑&lt;br /&gt;深似海的眼光&lt;br /&gt;都能掀起我&lt;br /&gt;滔天的巨浪&lt;br /&gt;(男)你相信吗&lt;br /&gt;这是命吗&lt;br /&gt;这次我们放弃抵抗&lt;br /&gt;哪怕拥抱&lt;br /&gt;在身上&lt;br /&gt;画下深深的伤&lt;br /&gt;(合)只要看你一眼一瞬间&lt;br /&gt;哪怕是最后画面&lt;br /&gt;我的世界&lt;br /&gt;因为爱过而完美&lt;br /&gt;谁都不该离太远&lt;br /&gt;只要看你一眼一瞬间&lt;br /&gt;足够我熬过千年&lt;br /&gt;我不后悔&lt;br /&gt;爱若让末日提前&lt;br /&gt;我们要一起&lt;br /&gt;好好迎接那句点&lt;br /&gt;(女)如果相爱是错&lt;br /&gt;(男)错过又算什么&lt;br /&gt;(合)这一次我们&lt;br /&gt;宁死不放手&lt;br /&gt;往彼此的心里跳&lt;br /&gt;跳过天荒地老&lt;br /&gt;Wo Oh ...&lt;br /&gt;只要看你一眼一瞬间&lt;br /&gt;哪怕是最后画面&lt;br /&gt;我的世界&lt;br /&gt;因为爱过而完美&lt;br /&gt;谁都不该离太远&lt;br /&gt;只要看你一眼一瞬间&lt;br /&gt;足够我熬过千年&lt;br /&gt;我不后悔&lt;br /&gt;爱若让末日提前&lt;br /&gt;我们要一起&lt;br /&gt;好好迎接那句点&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumbness at its max..was bored so i was punching my pillow..then swing my arm too much..bang it onto the corner of my wardrobe..my forearm near the elbow side portion is swollen now and theres a small hole..DUMBNESS AT ITS MAX...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;只要看你一眼一瞬间 足够我熬过千年&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-7803245143884641051?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/7803245143884641051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=7803245143884641051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/7803245143884641051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/7803245143884641051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/08/power-song.html' title='power song'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-5026829401315814515</id><published>2007-08-10T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T07:25:01.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yippie</title><content type='html'>finally managed to blog again..got rid of the lazy bug for once to start blogging here..TADANG ! i finally got my testimonial from my supervisor, very well-written but name was spelt wrongly -.-..alvin koh chee keong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning went to hand up report and slack with the bugger till i went to meet my colleagues at katong..promised them a treat but was late and when i arrived they had all finished, total up 11 bowls and some misc..1 blue note gone~..5 colleagues with 2 bowls each are scary but they often treat me so its fine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took my testimonial from them..haha thats when i realised that there was a error in the name..recieved good news about my PAY for the upcoming job..but bad news too as the work will become very tedious it seems, but nonetheless its gonna be a new and exciting experience i shall cherish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting work on the 20th till the 5th Oct, hope the PAY is really as good as what my colleague say it is, then i will work to death like a happy man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;elusive lady where are you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-8079038853900102817</id><published>2007-08-07T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T08:55:19.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day</title><content type='html'>wednesday spent at home doing nothing in the morning, went off to meet kang at bedok before proceeding to watch secret at tampines..it was pretty nice..sweet little romance story..plot was pretty ok and the piano scenes were fascinating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was laughing all the way in the movie..although she have already watched it before..seems that she is fascinated with Anthony wong hair..which is of course amazingly cool and i definitely wish for a chance to try that hairstyle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proceeded to go eat chicken rice at katong as introduced by kang..apparently it taste nice and the introduction wasn't too bad either..it was indeed nice..saw something inauspicious there which basically means im gonna hands off gambling for a period of time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kang wanted to go home but aint no bus nearby for her..so she bought some cakes from a cakeshop and hailed a cab home while i went off to get something done..reach home so early like 9pm?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to have to give birth to a 15 page report, im on the 10th..wish me luck by friday it shall be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;secret..a beautiful love story..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-8079038853900102817?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/8079038853900102817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=8079038853900102817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/8079038853900102817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/8079038853900102817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/08/day.html' title='day'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-9114964880287258048</id><published>2007-08-04T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T07:30:22.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dream</title><content type='html'>&amp; you are such a beautiful dream that simply appeared out of nowhere, like a tornado, you took me by surprise, the many pleasant wonders you bring, the many beautiful joys and the refreshing memories still stay..indeed they do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the very end of the day, you are just simply a dream, a illusion that i cannot fathom..a dream that i have no means to change to reality..an memory that i cannot erase..a pain that lingers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are such a beautiful dream that i wouldn't wish to wake up, but i believe the time has come for me to awake..goodbye dream..its been a beautiful period i've linger in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;bye dream&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-9114964880287258048?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/9114964880287258048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&amp; today i am really glad yet sad to announce that i will be leaving SIA-IBM after 4 months of internship with them...i would definitely like to say a word of thanks to all of them, although i believe that they will not be able to find my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would still like to thanks them from here, many thanks to the SRMS team for guiding me through when i was still new, giving me a chance to learn and draw the SRMS flows for them..i ain't very sure that the flows that i have drawn will  be useful to them, but i definitely am very happy that i am able to learn and work together with them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will also like to thanks the TKL for his constant guidance and oso for his constant help in making me feel welcomed..FS and AC for the constant coffee sessions in the day and afternoon, for their teachings in how to face the future in terms of my studies and what path can i consider taking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course NBS for teaching me the many "smart" ways of devising formulas and shortcuts and the many rubbish that he talked about..&amp; i will also definitely like to thank my supervisor, AL..whose high appraisal of me make me feel very much grateful..his well-written comments will definitely serve to help me when i help in my report and im grateful for his wonderful guidance in the time i was in the organization..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people around me have definitely imparted me alot of skills, be it in technical skills, reporting skills or any other skills that i am currently trying to learn..they sincerely listen to what i have to offered during their discussions and i have felt at ease in the 4 months i have been with them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would definitely wish to extend my stay with them, with my manager giving me an offer for a 2month stay but it will ultimately depend on the pay that ill be getting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big boss treated us for a lunch at the airport, which was a delightful lunch filled with laughter and joy..another senior colleague of mine was leaving, so big boss treated us as sort of a farewell lunch for him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they all persuaded me to stay and i gave my promise, but of course it will still ultimately be subjected to the pay they are offering as 500 will definitely be too low..last but not least, it's been a wonderful time spend there for the past 4 months..and its now time to start writing my report and finishing all my submissions before deciding on the extension..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-7392232514737047435?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/7392232514737047435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=7392232514737047435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/7392232514737047435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/7392232514737047435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/08/colleagues-ibm-sia.html' title='Colleagues, IBM, SIA'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-8335455002996894049</id><published>2007-07-31T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T07:00:41.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>paranoid</title><content type='html'>well, spending 2 of the last 3 nights at tampines mall isn't really the most interesting or good choice, but as what she said..no choice haha.. bought what was wanted before going for a ramen dinner, topped it up with a bubble tea and we all became "feng man"..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home late once again..almost 10 when i reach home..felt so tired..that was yesterday..today came home as usual, initially wanted to ask for timeoff so that i could go and visit the skincare doctor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but supervisor was talking to someone else after i asked so i didn't get a definite reply so didn't bother..guess ill go tomorrow morning..then be a little late work for work..been long since i visited him and its been 2 3 months since my medicine ran out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong with kids nowadays? was walking home just now..and saw 6 kids together..3 guys 3 girls..typical "HDB kiddy bike group"..ear piercing and whatsoever..don't know what they are thinking..and one of the guy look like a chao nerd trying to act street punk..holding the hand of a girl that looked 2 3 times his size..whats wrong with kids trying to act punk nowadays -.-?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fellow friends please beware the charging rhino kids or the lane-shifting aunties in tampines mall this days..been meeting these people this few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;there you are ?..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-8335455002996894049?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/8335455002996894049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=8335455002996894049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/8335455002996894049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/8335455002996894049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/07/paranoid.html' title='paranoid'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-7956570085170311455</id><published>2007-07-29T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T05:18:49.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soccer</title><content type='html'>couldnt sleep last night .. alot of things running through so watched shows till 2am.. the worst thing was that i have soccer session at 8am..woke up at 730..finally reach the place at 9am..due to some delays here and there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played for awhile before mother nature decides to unleash its fury on us...1 min i was laying there half naked enjoy the sun..and another minute later the sun was eaten up by the dark clouds..what followed was cold piercing rain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended the session and waited the rain to stop, then proceeded to eat before leaving for home..amazingly this is one of the few times i came off a soccer game with no injuries or whatsoever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;i feel down ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-7956570085170311455?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/7956570085170311455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>simspon</title><content type='html'>woke up at 7+ on saturday..met up with the group at simei for a discussion..after which we ate lunch and walked around and just slack around..the nasi ayam at simei was nice..good introduction..then after that went to Jeffrey friend house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they wanted to finish up Jeffrey work for him then i was simply slacking them along with them..left them there and went off alone, went to catch the simpsons.. its a show filled with slapstick humor..and when u are watching the show, u cant sort of see the characters reflecting on your real - life friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went off to kembangan to have dinner..pig kidney vermicilli..it was nice..came back home then and managed to finally sleep at 2am..and nows it 730am and im typign this entry, i must have been a superman in my past life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway this is a very nice song to share, what i am feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;重返寂寞&lt;br /&gt;歌手：张智成&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;笑声塞进梦里面&lt;br /&gt;回忆搬到最旁边&lt;br /&gt;收拾好爱情呼啸而过的昨天&lt;br /&gt;心恢复空洞整洁&lt;br /&gt;一切干净到极点&lt;br /&gt;你来你变你不见&lt;br /&gt;现在只剩顽强的思念&lt;br /&gt;还没有被解决&lt;br /&gt;若命运只想拿个梦&lt;br /&gt;敷衍我太长的等候&lt;br /&gt;那大可不用美丽到&lt;br /&gt;让我以为这次心动会有什么&lt;br /&gt;也许还是重返寂寞&lt;br /&gt;毕竟也只有寂寞肯永远爱我&lt;br /&gt;也许还是拥抱孤独&lt;br /&gt;从来也只有孤独肯陪我痛哭&lt;br /&gt;从今后就选择沉默&lt;br /&gt;选择服从岁月如梭&lt;br /&gt;选择服从孤独寂寞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;thought i could, but can't go on no more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thoughts floods me,&lt;br /&gt;feelings chokes me,&lt;br /&gt;nights with no mercy,&lt;br /&gt;comes haunting me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-3225373788241990629?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/3225373788241990629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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!</title><content type='html'>i have something to rant about ! its so bugging me so much..but when i search around..handphone msn or whatsoever..there isn't someone where i can rant too..what does this implies... i just wanna talk about it so much..but there is no one that is available for me to speak to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats this feeling thats bugging me..its like you don hear for days..and then u start pondering what has happen..and when u cant figure out what happened..you get this feeling that im getting now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then ur mind simply starts wondering off somewhere..to the far reaches of the human imagination and you start imagining all the worst case scenarios and then the regret and remorse starts to pile up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wait..you know its too late but you simply cant help feeling this way or this manner..its just the "sian" feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;my past deeds wasn't glorious, but my future deeds shall be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-7200548273624597193?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/7200548273624597193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=7200548273624597193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/7200548273624597193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/7200548273624597193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/07/rant.html' title='RANT !'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-3793623591305178581</id><published>2007-07-15T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T16:59:19.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>星期六晚上 那兒都不想去&lt;br /&gt;也無法入睡 看著電視機 &lt;br /&gt;持續在發呆 喝了七分醉&lt;br /&gt;閉上了眼睛 試著不想妳&lt;br /&gt;但已來不及 忘了如何讓眼淚&lt;br /&gt;停止流下還好沒人看見(到)&lt;br /&gt;沒人會說話 星期六深夜&lt;br /&gt;我想起了妳 沒什麼特別&lt;br /&gt;只是回憶 你讓我自由&lt;br /&gt;我很感激 星期六深夜 &lt;br /&gt;喔~~ 永遠不會有任何人能代替妳 &lt;br /&gt;這就是遺憾的滋味 陪著我形影不離 &lt;br /&gt;明天我會面帶微笑 但無法忘記妳 &lt;br /&gt;讓我自由 我很感激 星期六 &lt;br /&gt;喔~Yeah 永遠不會有任何人能代替妳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;3more weeks..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-3793623591305178581?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/3793623591305178581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=3793623591305178581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/3793623591305178581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/3793623591305178581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/07/yeah-vin-3more-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-4891035885005605558</id><published>2007-07-15T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T04:43:27.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d151/lonerark/15072007052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d151/lonerark/15072007052.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really is too painful to try to start exercising after being on a long term break..went for soccer on saturday and played horribly bad..furthermore got injured on the kneecap as seen in the photo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home and sleept for the afternoon..before waking up around 5 and wasted my time till 1030..went to benson house for overnight mahjong session...lost 28 lol..its my second time playing and second time losing..totals up to around 50 of tuition fees liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came back home in the morning, bath and slept at around 10..woke up at 230 and saw the swollen knee..and my whole body aches like hell..even my butt hurts..cant really squat at all without feeling pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;ouch is but a word..but what is of its feel?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-4891035885005605558?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/4891035885005605558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=4891035885005605558' title='0 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are not in a position to judge, neither are we in a position to comment on his stand..people might think its stupid..i do too..but thinking back..you didn't know what he was feeling neither do you know what he was going through in that period of time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so who are we to judge you, whose soul has already departed us in the mortal world and join the holy spirits up above..RIP my friend..although we wasn't very very close..but the 3rd year of my secondary school life was spent beside you..the talks that went on everyday i might not recalled, but theres some i haven't forget..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the many saves you made during soccer time, the name you make for yourself as one of the best keeper among us..all these memories they will never be replaced..we all have it in our mind even till this very minute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its no longer a question of why you did what you did..it has past, we have to move forward..why is no longer an important question..how do we move on from here will be the more important question..you have left us..physically and spiritually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one would have believe what they hear when they first heard the news..not even me..the way you left us..wasn't how we had expected it to be..you chose this path..you made this decision..decisions are often painful and what a painful one you made..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the visit today, i believe those present will see life in a different light..how fragile and unforgiving life is..you my friend, i will never forget the joke in the library..the one where you did not understand a word and asked me on what was it..in which i promptly reply to you that studying another year and you will understand it..you responded with a punch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that seem just like so yesterday..and the last time i saw you at town with your friend..was 1 year back..the very next time i ever get to see you would be the last time that i will ever see you again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in Peace my friend..although we wasn't very close..i believe that fond memories of you remains..may your last journey be smooth and peaceful..i don't question your decision..i don't deserve to..RIP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;the many troubles of life takes toll on us..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-6908540830809949521?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/6908540830809949521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=6908540830809949521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/6908540830809949521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/6908540830809949521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/07/such-pity.html' title='such a pity'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-1032380347933753708</id><published>2007-07-03T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T08:25:58.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>contradicting</title><content type='html'>i feel that i am a very contradicting person, i always save money and don splurge on stuff..thats mainly because i don't really have material needs, i share clothes with my brother, handphone all those stuff i ain't really into the latest or newest trend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the weird thing is that i am willing to spend almost 200 on a earpiece..and not once but twice..used 1 and it failed me after serving me for 1 yr and i got another of the same one..weird i am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;i asked for it didnt i ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-1032380347933753708?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/1032380347933753708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=1032380347933753708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/1032380347933753708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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i saw my old files/stuff and i realised..hey that wasn't me..or rather that isn't like the me now..aww forget it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something that i was suppose to post weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i must be mad..in the e-journal for submission to be reviewed by the school tutors, i submitted a very cool e-journal along with this line within it.."A very monotonous job which involves drawing boxes and linking them up with arrows which are equally boring"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-1303194152905099041?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/1303194152905099041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=1303194152905099041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/1303194152905099041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/1303194152905099041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/07/strange.html' title='strange'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-5148320484193180572</id><published>2007-06-26T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T09:16:12.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fucking piss off</title><content type='html'>was about to go to sleep, then i read my cousin blog and saw this entry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hahaha. just got home from my grandmother's birthday dinner at club. we had lots of food and the angmoh's beside our table even offered my grandmother some whisky and sang along with us during the birthday song! haha. my grandmother offered them some cake too. cool stuff, 70 years old still can attract angmoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, then headed to the esplanade with my cousins to view some art performance before finally coming home. i gotta take a quick shower now coz kel is gonna come pick me up for supper with the rest of the hockers! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;oh ya, my parents got bullied by all my relatives again by footing the $630 bill.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this is the part i hate about family gatherings at restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh. my cousin said her SA friends commented that i'm arrogant in school and my cousin refuses to tell me who her friends are. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fucking pissed off now, he talked as if we purposely  gang up to chop his parents carrot head. in the very first place, the outing is initiated by his parents, the cost could have been asked to be shared, i believed we will be more than willing to share the bill, but his parents foot the bill and he say we all bullied his parents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well its true that for the big family outings, most of the time his parents foot the bill, but lo and behold i believe we will be willing to share the bill even, but his parents didn't mention or whatsoever, so what fuck rights does he have to say we bully his parents?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left this tag on his board:&lt;br /&gt;"alvin`: need to say until bullied or not? if not happy i pay 1/2 the bill la"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuckup shit, i am even willing to foot the whole 670 bill if that pleases his fucking attitude..fucked up shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;wheres the solace that evades me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-5148320484193180572?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/5148320484193180572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=5148320484193180572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/5148320484193180572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/5148320484193180572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/06/fucking-piss-off.html' title='fucking piss off'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-2144357894708641596</id><published>2007-06-22T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T09:38:31.890-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='.'/><title type='text'>work</title><content type='html'>working life is so interesting, i realized that industrial attachment not only let you learn working experience, but the very colleagues at the workplace teaches you about life experience, the daily interactions with the colleagues bring about interesting topics daily, based on just about anything under the sun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup attachment is very fun.. its ending in 6 weeks time..time to start the countdown !&lt;br /&gt;cheers everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vin`&lt;br /&gt;loving you , my heart is true the way i do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-2144357894708641596?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/2144357894708641596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=2144357894708641596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/2144357894708641596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/2144357894708641596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/06/work.html' title='work'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-5483255410024278718</id><published>2007-06-19T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T07:23:24.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sagittarius &lt;br /&gt;Nov 22 - Dec 21 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAGITTARIUS MAN &lt;br /&gt;A man who loves social life and curious about every new progress, new development to make sure he is in the era and always have all up date information. He likes to know what is the latest trend of fashion and make sure he is not out of style. You can easily spot him at the grand opening of new pub, new restaurant for he loves to participate in social activity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a few Sagittarius who is a private person as well, but you could see that he will be ahead of his friends. He will knows what is the best seller book, what are the top 10 hot hit of the week. The hottest movies showing now, he must have already seen it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hates routine, It makes him bored. He likes to get to his goals and succeeding in doing so is his true reward. Money making is O.K. but it is not his true joy, for he can easily spent them in a short while. They say if you want the truth, go and ask Sagittarius. They are right, you can ask him and he will tell you all the truth and very straight forward. Even he may speak bluntly, his friends loves him. If you have problems, all your friends &lt;br /&gt;may feel sorry for you, but Sagittarius will be the one who will give you a helping hand first and even expect no return favor. That's why he is a real charmer even sometimes big mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he is mad , he can be quite fierce but quickly dissolve and easily forgotten. He is not a person who will take a revenge, so if he say he going to burn down your house, you can relax. He likes compliments and sweet words, so you can manipulate him easily. If he knows you are not sincere, you will totally become meaningless to him. &lt;br /&gt;Some Sagittarius are gifted musician, or singer. He is a happy soul, has a good humor and has lots of jokes. He loves freedom, lively and very energetic. If he is working, he will take his job seriously. He likes to travel, likes to see new exciting places. Going out or traveling make him happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagittarius man is like a free bird. He lives as if everyday is Sunday. He will hardly be in a bad mood, but if he is in a bad mood, you will better leave his sight. If you want to talk to him in such mood, try to avoid issue of commenting his life. He flirts like other man, but he has a built in brake, so he will come back to you by himself. If he disappear for a few days, not to worry for he is only recharging his battery to be that same lively person again, them he will be back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has allergies to Pretty woman, so in love with many woman for him would be normal. Setting dating schedule is his games and it's fun for him, and this will keep him from being bored. He hates obligations, so the word "marriage" would suffocated him. If you allow him to have freedom, he will not go anywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He falls in love as easy as he catches cold, especially if she is cute, funny and she has a strong personality. No one can tell how long he will be in love each time. If you want to really hold Sagittarius man, act like you are in an adventure movie. At all time, you should make yourself lively, tells him some jokes, always be cute so that it will ease up his allergy to other pretty woman a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true not? maybe maybe not =\..bad thing happened today, seems that someone sabo me and ask for more work to be given to me..i wonder who..bleh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-5483255410024278718?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/5483255410024278718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=5483255410024278718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/5483255410024278718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/5483255410024278718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/06/sagittarius-nov-22-dec-21-sagittarius.html' title=''/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-1056761828468063287</id><published>2007-06-17T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T05:43:32.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday</title><content type='html'>went back to sch for the session with the LO, ended pretty quickly with short presentation by everyone about the work they have been doing, i hate presentations and i can never learn to master them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after it went to pizza hut for celebrations of michelle and sihui birthday..and then  proceeded to novena before heading home..stay home for the whole of Sunday..its very boring and very hot weather as usual, work's starts tomorrow yet again -.-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after seeing a recent incident, i believe that everyone should really start to cherish and see life in a different light, never take everyday for granted and live to enjoy your everyday on Earth, you never know when its going to take you away from the face of the Earth and you will never know the last day you walk this Earth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We humans take life to granted i realise, and i've been repeating this words so much on Saturday "It'll get back to you"..its true..one day life will definitely get back to you, be it through death or misfortune or be it through other events, life will definitely get what you owe it back from you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;start seeing life in a different light today`&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-488266118269293329</id><published>2007-06-14T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T08:51:36.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>work work work</title><content type='html'>the update yesterday was too short after i didn't blogged for so long  i guess, so this entry will be longer, ill try to make is ALAP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this morning was another morning as usual, or so i thought that is, yesterday was suppose to be the day my LO(liaison officer) visit to the company to find out from the supervisor and from us about our work performance at the company and whether we encounter any issues/problems that we can talk about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end mine LO flew our kite, or rather my friend's supervisor fly our kite as our supervisor told us he booked his appointment today rather than yesterday.. i even took the effort to wear formal wear and arrive early on wednesday for nothing -.-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so morning i came late for work as usual arriving at around 9.15..work work for awhile before going off for the LIFE SAVING SESSION..i now know what keeps office worker ALIVE during the 9-6 period daily..COFFEE session..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for coffee session with my colleagues..then when i was walking back to the office with my colleagues i saw my supervisor coming down..he told me that my LO has come already then i was thinking he was joking..in the end my LO was just sitting in a room beside the stairs to the office..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my supervisor went in to talk with mine LO after my friend supervisor was done..after they were done..the supervisors went up and our LO called us in..expressing his assessment of us based on our supervisor comments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a 4/5 from my supervisor..saying that i am creative with solutions to solving problems but very careless with details, the latter is very true but i have doubts about the former comment by my supervisor..i ain't creative..something he spoke to my LO alarmed me..he said after i complete my SIP i have to present to the system's stakeholders..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was like WTH a presentation that i was never told of..LO dismissed us and i went up to find my LO  about the presentation issue.. turns out that it was just presenting what i learn to the team i was working with which was really ok with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at this moment my supervisor dropped another bombshell on me, he also suggested to my LO for me to present what i learnt back at school..which is like hell la..hope LO don buy his suggestion or im dead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;领悟&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-488266118269293329?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/488266118269293329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=488266118269293329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/488266118269293329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/488266118269293329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/06/work-work-work.html' title='work work work'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-7894841157715346821</id><published>2007-06-13T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T06:37:52.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moooo la</title><content type='html'>have been working for 2months now..weeeeeeeeeeee still have some time to go..workload is getting more and more..or rather lesser and lesser..basically did the frame and mainly left with reviewing and editing the contents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realise that beer isn't as light as it looks..went to NTUC to stock groceries..ended up with 6 bottles of beer and a raisin bread.. the beer is so ...ing heavy.. nearly died..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-7894841157715346821?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/7894841157715346821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=7894841157715346821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/7894841157715346821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/7894841157715346821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/06/moooo-la.html' title='moooo la'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-6495828584446526084</id><published>2007-06-12T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T07:07:27.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>最深的痕迹</title><content type='html'>坚强对我来说是种奢侈病&lt;br /&gt;未来的路总是毫不确定&lt;br /&gt;人总是喜欢着欺骗自己&lt;br /&gt;把所有的痛全部都埋在心里&lt;br /&gt;把悲伤变成一首浪漫歌曲&lt;br /&gt;镜子里面现在只剩自己&lt;br /&gt;忽然天空下了一场好大的雨&lt;br /&gt;它好像慢慢地把我打醒&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你在我生命里留下了最深的痕迹&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你在我生命留最美的痕迹&lt;br /&gt;我们还是不相信 永远还是不能确定&lt;br /&gt;抱着你才会看见的奇迹&lt;br /&gt;oh~要怎么才能继续&lt;br /&gt;靠近 靠近 oh~&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你~谢谢你~真的只想说我爱你&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-6495828584446526084?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/6495828584446526084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=6495828584446526084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/6495828584446526084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/6495828584446526084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='最深的痕迹'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-1185608608850781478</id><published>2007-05-28T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T08:47:52.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lately</title><content type='html'>everyone seems to be so busy to stop and say hi..or hello if you would like it, just take a look at your IM list..instant messenger in case anyone doesn't know, how many people are those that you can actually pop by say hi and just talk about nothing for the next few minutes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many of the people in your IM list qualifies as one that i speak of above, which you can talk to simply about just anything and everything..sad to say i don't have many such people on my list, maybe just 1/4 or 1/2 of mine list will consists of such people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest are simply the walk past kind of hi bye friends, and maybe those that only look for you when they have a favor to seek from you..but thinking back, you wonder, have you always make an effort to speak to others, or do you only speak to others when you're in need of help?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINK..and enough of ranting..time for bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;tao tai by eason&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-1185608608850781478?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/1185608608850781478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=1185608608850781478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/1185608608850781478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/1185608608850781478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/05/lately.html' title='lately'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-3951535666308586881</id><published>2007-05-20T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T07:30:15.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nice song</title><content type='html'>我愿用真心交换你&lt;br /&gt;偶尔分到你一点关心&lt;br /&gt;就算你不能完全属于我&lt;br /&gt;我也愿意照顾自己&lt;br /&gt;有时爱就是那么奇妙&lt;br /&gt;怎么也想不到&lt;br /&gt;想不到我竟如此的为你执迷&lt;br /&gt;也想不到我只要一刻不见你&lt;br /&gt;就无法呼吸&lt;br /&gt;看窗外霓虹灯在闪耀&lt;br /&gt;情人在街道上拥抱，&lt;br /&gt;我的夜只能依靠不停想你&lt;br /&gt;才会有心跳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好寂寞，每当想起你的时候&lt;br /&gt;好像痛要将我吞没&lt;br /&gt;却不能对你说&lt;br /&gt;好寂寞，我会试着自己挣脱&lt;br /&gt;就怕你会放不下我&lt;br /&gt;曾说过要让你自由&lt;br /&gt;就该学着放手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;gl tml..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-3951535666308586881?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/3951535666308586881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=3951535666308586881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/3951535666308586881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/3951535666308586881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/05/nice-song.html' title='nice song'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-5356411343245640805</id><published>2007-05-19T10:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T10:52:12.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bah</title><content type='html'>this week have also been rather uneventful for me, haven't had any interesting encounters..except that i saw former schoolmate Matthew on the bus..he's in NS now and will be leaving Singapore for good after his NS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always ask..how's work, and work has been of course, nothing particularly goo and everything particularly bad, was on MC on thursday due to rashes..dunno where the hell they pop up from to invade me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the very next day which is friday, flowcharting away again..but this time its more tough, more tedious and more complex..imagine, 1 flowchart contains 16 pages..simply 1 flow and i have at least 5 more such flowcharts to draw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so streeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssssssssssss out..bah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;her smile pushes me on !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-5356411343245640805?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/5356411343245640805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=5356411343245640805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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blog nowadays, due to work and the little amount of time i have to relax after work..i hardly have any interest in blogging =\..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work has been getting more and more fun..which also means getting more and more tough..more dicussions with colleagues on how they want the job done, and the different aspects of how to get it done and whatsoever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bored at work that i sms people just to disturb them lol..to destress i guess..after all the stress i always get upon doing all those work..gonna visit the doctor tomorrow =\..hope i can wake up its 3am already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;engulf in darkness..we see nothing..unless we stay close`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-6125294093563345265?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/6125294093563345265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=6125294093563345265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/6125294093563345265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/6125294093563345265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/05/oops.html' title='oops'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-2801430737233725278</id><published>2007-05-05T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T10:12:02.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>too busy</title><content type='html'>i haven't really been blogging recently due to the very fact that i have been very busy with work and haven't really have any time left after reaching home..there isn't actually much events this week except for the fact that my deadline for my assignment has passed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun know whether i should be happy or sad but i sort of manage to complete almost 90% of what i was assigned to do..and after my work was done i was told that i should make some minor changes and i managed to edit all my work..but i didn't manage to send the edited version out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after work on friday went to town for birthday celebration of a friend's friend before returning home by the bus, lots of shuttles bus were stopping before the bus stop fetching passengers which sort of cause a minor jam..in the end it was because the NEL broke down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for soccer tomorrow morning..bless my delicate feets !~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;he knows its futile, all in vain yet he steps right in as if he isn't sane&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-2801430737233725278?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/2801430737233725278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=2801430737233725278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;寂寞是被原谅的罪&lt;br /&gt;喔&lt;br /&gt;爱情怎么让每个人都心碎&lt;br /&gt;怎么去安慰&lt;br /&gt;爱情怎么让每个人都流泪&lt;br /&gt;城市一片漆黑&lt;br /&gt;谁都不能看见谁&lt;br /&gt;除非紧紧依偎&lt;br /&gt;我让自己喝醉&lt;br /&gt;没有你我就不能入睡&lt;br /&gt;整夜又整夜的徘徊&lt;br /&gt;我说过我绝对不会后悔&lt;br /&gt;寂寞是被原谅的罪&lt;br /&gt;喔&lt;br /&gt;爱情怎么让每个人都心碎&lt;br /&gt;怎么去安慰&lt;br /&gt;爱情怎么让每个人都流泪&lt;br /&gt;你的泪烫伤我的脸&lt;br /&gt;那一次我尝到伤悲&lt;br /&gt;我说过我绝对不会后悔&lt;br /&gt;寂寞是被原谅的罪&lt;br /&gt;喔&lt;br /&gt;爱情怎么让每个人都心碎&lt;br /&gt;怎么去安慰&lt;br /&gt;爱情怎么让每个人都流泪&lt;br /&gt;你的泪烫伤我的脸&lt;br /&gt;从此就再也说不出&lt;br /&gt;我爱谁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been replaying on my list for almost 2 weeks ! enjoy it =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-2021117687444831414?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/2021117687444831414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=2021117687444831414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/2021117687444831414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/2021117687444831414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-song.html' title='what a song'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-4473120819040323602</id><published>2007-04-28T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T00:30:37.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>too busy</title><content type='html'>im too busy to blog nowadays..everyday after work which ends at 5 i will end up going dinner with friends and the earliest time i reach home will be 8..then after relaxing for abit and bathing it will be almost 9..then not much time to even play, and have to wake up the next day at 7am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last friday went out chilling with the rest, went for dinner at pastamania before going off to balcony bar to chill..had a chocolate mint martini and we were all having fun there, trying each other drinks and just sitting and chill out..cab home with keshia as she wasn't feeling well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was suppose to go play soccer with jiahao friend, ended the session which started at 9 at 12..and now i am hurting all over..bruises everywhere, my ribcage my kneecap..all blue-black..dunno how im going to crawl to work tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;speak ur soul..`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-4473120819040323602?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/4473120819040323602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=4473120819040323602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/4473120819040323602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/4473120819040323602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/04/too-busy.html' title='too busy'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-8454413287898633020</id><published>2007-04-25T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T07:56:47.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bad week</title><content type='html'>so how to i start, everyday i spent the night with sut driving me around for dinner..and came home on this very fateful Tuesday night..i reached home early, so came home and ask my father if he fed the dog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he say he didn't then said don't keep feeding as very mafan if they poop, and the maid just went home so no maid to clean it up..then i proceeded to feed the dog which was too much of food for his opinion so he asked me to scoop some up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the process of scooping the food he said 1 line that made me piss off.."u put so much if they eat all, i eat the rest next morning !"..the rest meaning those in the bottle..i was seriously pissed off with this remark..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i questioned him 4 times.."do you have to talk this way?"..he ignore me and continue his rambling and which this point we started screaming at each other..so he then grab a chair and slam it on the floor and came towards me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying if i want we go down 1 on 1 now..i continue screaming at him..asking him to talk sense and logic..and telling him whats the point of we going down 1 to 1 ?.. at most we 2 land in the hospital together, he acknowledge the fact that he might not win and said that "u not confirm lose"..i didn't want to fight my father so i continue to stand my ground while he tried to stamp his authority upon me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he then proceeded to open the door and chase the dogs out saying they are alot of trouble and came back to argue with me..big dog ran out and i went to chase him back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i came up my dad told me "u good,so now ur wings harden already right? u don't need to call me father from today on..i 48 years old..u 18 years old..u still got 30 years..u think u very smart now right? i wait and i see u.." then he proceeded to say don argue anymore and he say i win i very smart, which of course is in a sarcastic tone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i say ok ok and went to clean the poop and he continue rambling and i just agree with what he said.."u still gt 30 years i wait and see u !" then i reply " ok ok , u wait u slowly wait"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he got more pissed off apparently..went into his room and smash the glass ashtray..and said that he can smashed the whole house now if he wanted and ask me not to force him to..i then reply i was already quiet and cleaning the poop and it was him that wanted to find fault with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he then went back into the room like a yaya papaya and watch tv while i sweep the floor and was standing barefooted on bits and pieces of glass..only 1 cut to my hand and my leg fortunately but being the hot-temper me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't take the nonsense he gave me..and while i was sweeping with the dustpan full of glasses i was thinking just lifting it and smash it towards him and just whack him..i kept my temper in control though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum and bro then came back..counseling me saying its my fault to question his authority 4 times..i don't disagree its my fault but did he have to do all this was what i wonder?.. i guess the questioning of his authority and ego had much heavier impact on him than i will have imagined and now begins the cold war period..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is super stressful now..i cant even really figure and finish out how to do the work that i have on hand and my supervisor told me earlier that he wanted to ask me to plan a timeline for him which basically means i have to plan out my time and write down how long i would take to finish each part of the task he handed me..i certainly hope he was just joking or i am gonna die like a mad dog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;life = what does it truly mean?..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-8454413287898633020?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/8454413287898633020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=8454413287898633020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/8454413287898633020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/8454413287898633020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/04/bad-week.html' title='bad week'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-6426523578411471228</id><published>2007-04-21T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T21:15:13.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>200th post</title><content type='html'>its my 200th post and i am going to do a update to makeup for the past week, so basically i have started work at the attachment company i have been attached to..IBM..however i am not working in the main building which is located at the Singapore Expo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be working at the SIA training centre, where IBM works with SIA so im attached there together with 4 more interns..and i realise that security in all this workplace in tight..as almost everyone of my other friends interning in other places all requires  security passes to access their work premises..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My work wasn't very well-defined as the very first place, as in I was suppose to embark on A on the first day, and on day 2 I was asked to do B and day 3 was asked to do C..but I've finally found what I'm suppose to do but can't really talk much about it, but its at least something similar to what I've studied..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleagues are very nice and friendly which is a plus point to the attachment experience..and there is a direct bus near my place to my workplace so the transport is not that bad either..everything seems to work out fine and I have 15 more weeks to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this first week is a pretty nice week..Haven't really stressed myself out yet but I guess its gonna change in the next few weeks, went back to school on Saturday to met up with my liaison officer to share the working experience and to hand in our logbooks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner with the rest of the guys, with sharon kesh and michelle joining us this time at fish &amp; co..was nice to met up once again with them =D..split up after lunch and went for haircut with lame at Katong before coming home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing was after the happy day !..came home and realized i have a TOOTH DECAY..and im going to the dentist on monday to fill it..I HATE TOOTH DECAYS -.-..super mafan to settle..have to rush down after work on monday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;talking to u is like talking to an angel..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-6426523578411471228?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/6426523578411471228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=6426523578411471228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/6426523578411471228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/6426523578411471228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/04/200th-post.html' title='200th post'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-5503909758776127049</id><published>2007-04-19T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T04:42:38.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>short short short</title><content type='html'>friday went k-ing to celebrate avril bday..kana sabo yi bai wan again..favorite song of all time..pictures is at avril site..look at her blog under my links~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attachment is confidential i wont talk about it but its =/..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keong`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-5503909758776127049?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/5503909758776127049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>attachment</title><content type='html'>so long since i last blogged, now i shall blog about my attachment..so went off to school on monday to find out that i have been attached to ibm...with zhi cheng, at least someone i know which is really good indeed but the bad news is that i might not be working at the main office which is located pretty near Singapore expo..dunno where i will be transfer to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attended the briefing in the morning of monday, then went back to sch for some basic excel training to prepare us for working with the company..then rush home to prepare for the arrival of my mum friend, to help me fix my new graphic card..Geforce 7950GT =D..i feel so blessed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early on wednesday morning and went down to help mine brother polish his car..just a 15 20 min job and he then went out alone..hours later he called me to ask if i would like to buy a speaker and what color will i prefer..and now i ended up with a new speaker..the EVO7 from sonic gear..i feel so =DDDDDDDDD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since the very shy miss tet qiu mei doesn't want her name to be mention i will mention her for the fact that she notice the contradiction in my nick...whereby i mention that i was shocked to death by a smile and yet i was still alive talking to her on this very night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;i go crazy when i look into your eyes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-6331262184041305534?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/6331262184041305534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=6331262184041305534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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1 for me ahyi and himself..she's the actress for 1 litre of tears =D..her song album..reason that we asked to help purchase in taiwan because lousy sillypore never import her album..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HYzZn1rmgJk/RhZtnSBsxPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FIfY1qeedI0/s1600-h/06042007339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HYzZn1rmgJk/RhZtnSBsxPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/FIfY1qeedI0/s320/06042007339.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050344553763882226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out at 9 to meet the guys at the lan shop..proceeded to game for a couple of hours before proceeding to go for some porridge as they were hungry..didn't eat as i don't eat after 8 nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cab to benson house and watch the rest play mahjong and also watched soccer till around 7am when i doze off..got up at around 11am..play around slack slack and waited for all to finally wake up before leaving at around 3..went to admiralty for lunch before reaching home at 5pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldn't really sleep despite not sleeping for almost a day..[don count the 4 hrs of slp on benson sofa]..installed some stuff before finally ko'ing at 7pm and waking up at 9pm..cant really get to slp for long for some apparent reasons..SOMEONE TEACH ME HOW TO SLEEP LONGER..THANKS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;the desire far exceeds the ability..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-2843452745222567592?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/2843452745222567592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-3502678674508330064</id><published>2007-04-04T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T20:53:52.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nice song</title><content type='html'>忽然不想让你知道&lt;br /&gt;在我心中 你多重要&lt;br /&gt;既然你要自由&lt;br /&gt;你就得到&lt;br /&gt;让你永远都记得我好&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忽然不想让你知道&lt;br /&gt;你的爱我已经戒不掉&lt;br /&gt;就让思念淹没&lt;br /&gt;我不想逃&lt;br /&gt;反正你将永远不知道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今夜星光多美好&lt;br /&gt;适合用寂寞去凭吊&lt;br /&gt;我们曾用爱互相依靠&lt;br /&gt;付出多少不用计较&lt;br /&gt;想一个人多美好&lt;br /&gt;就算只剩记忆可参考&lt;br /&gt;被爱放逐到天涯海角&lt;br /&gt;我的思念你不用都知道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;直到有天你我年老&lt;br /&gt;回忆随著白发风中闪耀&lt;br /&gt;至少我清清楚楚知道&lt;br /&gt;你若想起我会微笑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曲名：不想让你知道  歌手：周惠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;her million volts smile zapped me dead..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-3502678674508330064?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/3502678674508330064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=3502678674508330064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/3502678674508330064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/3502678674508330064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/04/nice-song.html' title='nice song'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-8086615607918787919</id><published>2007-04-01T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T08:01:41.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ahneh ahneh</title><content type='html'>ahneh...dunno why always got ahneh like to follow my maid one..and also not say she very pretty or what..ahneh's taste really quite worst..in fact..very worst..so this very night, a ahneh followed my maid..not the first time but not the same guy i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she was smart and called from a public phone and speak in chinese to ask my mum to go down..instinctively my mum knew that something must be wrong and then ask me to go down together with her, guess she know from the tone of my maid that she was being followed as this isn't the first time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no choice followed mum down just in case anything happens..so me and mum split and walk 2 different sides..then we saw our maid walking towards us and some ahneh following her..so she walk towards mum direction and i was about 10 15m away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to mum, the ahneh saw her walking towards his direction and tried to play dumb but upon my mum's "fake" [she sort of change her direction to confuse the ahneh that she didn't know the maid]..the ahneh started following again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next second what i heard from my mum was "why u follow my maid ah?"..i walked over just in case something happen..and the ahneh as expected..started walking off..mum said his reply was "no"..and he hurriedly sped off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started letting loose on him "NIIIIIIII run for what?", "NIIIIIII, come la", "NIIIIIIII call friends issit?"..last one was upon seeing him taking out his phone, guess he was trying to act like he was calling a friend and sped off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to follow him and see what the hell he was up to but mum pulled me cause she was scared that i might go pick a fight with the ahneh =\..funny incident that demonstrates the blind level of a ahneh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong&lt;br /&gt;through trials you see whats truly important..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-8086615607918787919?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/8086615607918787919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=8086615607918787919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/8086615607918787919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/8086615607918787919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/04/ahneh-ahneh.html' title='ahneh ahneh'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-7836151644263242761</id><published>2007-03-30T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T08:11:36.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HYzZn1rmgJk/Rg0kkwTLYpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0zAqlx89YhU/s1600-h/30032007337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HYzZn1rmgJk/Rg0kkwTLYpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0zAqlx89YhU/s320/30032007337.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047730971211424402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packed with a wealth of wisdom from the pages of reader's digest, everyday greatness will inspire you with moving and timeless stories of lives lived to the fullest, often through adversity and challenge. Works from such diverse people such as Maya Angelou, Jack Benny, Henry David Thoreau and Joe Paterno represent shining examples of character-driven living. Stephen Convey insights and commentary help readers apply these principles to their own lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very touching collections of story of what people choose to do with their own lives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong&lt;br /&gt;you never fail to amaze me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-7836151644263242761?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/7836151644263242761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=7836151644263242761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/7836151644263242761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/7836151644263242761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/03/packed-with-wealth-of-wisdom-from-pages.html' title=''/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HYzZn1rmgJk/Rg0kkwTLYpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0zAqlx89YhU/s72-c/30032007337.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-7909428306442404170</id><published>2007-03-27T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T07:49:53.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song~</title><content type='html'>天空不断下着无声的雪&lt;br /&gt;而我只有思念&lt;br /&gt;勉强能温暖黑夜&lt;br /&gt;拥抱离我已经千山万水&lt;br /&gt;每个男人都有&lt;br /&gt;说不出的心碎　Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;我还爱着一个人　但愿&lt;br /&gt;回到美好的从前&lt;br /&gt;也许痛的感觉&lt;br /&gt;证明了爱的深浅&lt;br /&gt;不然为什么我还不撤退　Oh～&lt;br /&gt;记得爱　所有幸福的片段&lt;br /&gt;所以才一直忘记要离开&lt;br /&gt;伸出手　继续勇敢付出我的爱&lt;br /&gt;原地不动的等待&lt;br /&gt;就算风把我的头发吹乱&lt;br /&gt;记得爱 是我给过的答案&lt;br /&gt;就不再　考虑应该不应该&lt;br /&gt;一滴泪　落进无边无际的大海&lt;br /&gt;至少我们都活得没有遗憾&lt;br /&gt;只要记得爱就无所谓孤单&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keong`&lt;br /&gt;may this song express me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-7909428306442404170?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/7909428306442404170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=7909428306442404170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/7909428306442404170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/7909428306442404170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/03/song.html' title='song~'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-2826771370151243068</id><published>2007-03-26T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T09:07:27.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>booo</title><content type='html'>i realised that im one that simply like to think alot eh..in the end it wasn't even a cat snore or whatsoever..it was simply because of something wrong in my fan..something wrong with the back of my wall fan which causes this funny sound whenever the fan turns to the left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weird thing is that the fan itself only expresses that sound when the fan is switch to a certain speed..forgot whether its "L","M", or "H"..at least the mystery is finally cleared..but something still bothers me though..if what i hear is my room is my fan..then what was the thing i heard in my brother room?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough thinking though..just had mahjong session with my bro mum and his friend..first time playing..lost 15 bucks hahaha..after around 10 times of observing how people play..and a 10min trial session with bro and mum..i was thrown to play..and i lost 15 bucks..learn by losing seems to be the way for mahjong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keong`&lt;br /&gt;felt too cosy to leave..felt too hard to breathe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-2826771370151243068?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/2826771370151243068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=2826771370151243068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/2826771370151243068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/2826771370151243068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/03/booo.html' title='booo'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-5384989088331677939</id><published>2007-03-24T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T15:06:47.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>almost sick</title><content type='html'>i realized the power of bitter/cooling tea and how efficient it is to prevent sickness from happening.. was feeling very heaty after dinner and it simply felt like the same old routine is going to come back again..the first sore throat followed by flu which is then ended with fever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once again, the killer tea that mum bought managed to save me again..it isn't nice..super bitter kind of tea..comes in a packet form of powder..i have 2 packets left  must ask mum to go and restock killer tea..one significant thing of the tea is that its ORANGE in color after mixing the powder with water..really orange !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt so much better after drinking it and now im here blogging 6.02am..don't ask me why i ain't sleeping cause for no apparent reason i am not tired now..after watching the england match till around 4am..I've been on youtube for the past 2 hrs..don't really know what i am doing also..and the light sleeper in me will surely wake up in the morning tomorrow..which also means that i am going to be restless for the outing at 2pm later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;the desire is far stronger than the ability to pursue..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-5384989088331677939?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/5384989088331677939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=5384989088331677939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/5384989088331677939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/5384989088331677939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/03/almost-sick.html' title='almost sick'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-6108500267348893104</id><published>2007-03-24T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T08:49:46.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>books</title><content type='html'>i love books..they are the purest form of people's ideals and wisdom..books are people knowledge, opinions, thoughts translated into words..and good books are those that typically enhanced your level of thinking and bring you through a whole new level of understanding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently reading this book called ''who will cry when you die'' which is from the life lessons from the monk who sold his ferrari series..the summary of the book is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you like to replace that empty feeling inside you with a deep sense of peace, passion and purpose? Are you hoping that your life will not only be successful, but significant? are you ready to have the very best within you shine through and create a rich legacy in the process? If so, this potent little book, with its powerful life lessons and its gentle buy profound wisdom, is exactly what you need to rise to your next level of living and reclaim your best life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;offering 101 simple solutions to life's most frustrating challenges, bestselling author and life leadership guru Robin Sharma will show you exactly how to recreate your life so that you feel strikingly happy, beautifully fulfilled and deeply peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am just about 1/5 through the book and im finding that the book is fairly interesting, in the sense that out of the 101 ways, or rather out of the odd 20 + ways i have read, some of those are actually very simple things that we often neglect due to the hectic life we lived now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some simple things like "laugh more".."honor your past".."start your day well"..many simple things that we often forget to do..each ways the author points out is followed by 2 page of short explanation which includes some famous quotes by people..i guess ill find the time to finish this book within the next 2 days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;your start might be the end that ill never reach..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-6108500267348893104?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/6108500267348893104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=6108500267348893104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/6108500267348893104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/6108500267348893104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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very sure whether this is the coreect assumption but its so hilarious..so so so hilarious, the sound is actually the sound of a very noisy cat's SNORE..like WTH !..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;its good to but ill nv hear from u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-826925161799835366?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/826925161799835366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=826925161799835366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/826925161799835366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/826925161799835366'/><link 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people's legs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, have been idling at home lately and funny things are happening or maybe im imagining things, the other day was at my brother room playing the PS2 console, the door was closed then it was basically very silent..i heard a heavy breathing sound..like someone gasping for breathe at a 10-15sec interval..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't thought much about it and told dad and mum..dad came over and it stopped..he told me it was the wind as my bro room was pretty windy at times..then last night around 11 or 12 i forgot the exact time, the same thing happen in my room and my room isn't windy at all times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sound seem to come from the bed then from the com area then it shifted..i spoke in hokkien "good brother, we each take our own path don ka ciao me.." the sound didn't stop though..asked my mother to come listen, again it stop =\..mum took a mini  Buddha statue from brother cardboard over and sort of mumber a prayer =/..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sound didn't continue though..maybe im imagining too much but couple years back i remember before sleeping around 2am..sweet flowery smell came from my window..and my window isn't anywhere near another block..it faces the PIE..quickly went to bed and didn't thought about it..scary house im living in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know what to do..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-2978835101976193469?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/2978835101976193469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=2978835101976193469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/2978835101976193469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/2978835101976193469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/03/saveeeeeeeeee-me.html' title='saveeeeeeeeee me'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-2941676612811911680</id><published>2007-03-16T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T06:01:06.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ponders</title><content type='html'>how many of u are actually very close to your family?..sad to say..im not really close to my family..the number of lines i speak to my day daily can be easily counted with both hands..just seem like we don't have any common topics to speak of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its getting better, i still remember the days whereby the amount of words i talk to my dad will be simply "lao peh"..just greeting him..and i seldom go out with my parents nowadays..used to frequent Chinatown with them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;problems seems to lie with my over laziness to go out with my parents rather than any other things, seem like i got alot of things to make up with my parents =/..dad's a funny person, went to Geylang to drink cooling tea with him couple weeks back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we were like sitting in the herbal tea stall waiting for our orders to arrive..and as expected with the amount of PRC in Geylang, one was sitting at another table and talking like her grandfather own the place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny thing about all these is that my father my brother all have 1 common point, which is when they hear someone very noisy or disruptive, they will say "boy, go tell  the person here not her house ( in hokkien ) "..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there i was sitting sitting sitting waiting for my dad to say it, and as expected he said the exact same line..i was laughing like mad and telling him that i was simply waiting for his line..funny dad that never seems to change =/..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im boreddddddd of slacking at home, everyday is eat slp play eat slp play eat slp play..need to get some workout done..my pull-up bar is serving its purpose well, im up to 7 the other day +D..call me out to slack,stone,supper //provided that at the very point of time im not feeling sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;false hopes is whats keeping him alive..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-2941676612811911680?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-6837422194285314653</id><published>2007-03-10T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T05:46:07.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HYzZn1rmgJk/RfK2kQmMt9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/pcyiuTbEhbw/s1600-h/AKSeries.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HYzZn1rmgJk/RfK2kQmMt9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/pcyiuTbEhbw/s320/AKSeries.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040291667027736530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first and foremost, i will like to thanks morna and my dear lamlam for their guidance in helping me to pass my basic theory test..miss morna as usual came up with alot of nonsense which resulted in the funny picture that i will attached to this entry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was studying my btt, miss morna was apparently so bored that she ask me to on my webcam to play..and then she keep saying that i close my eyes when i study my btt book which resulted me in using my eyes to pull my eyes open in an attempt to void her statement..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so in my attempt to thank her, i shall dedicate this post to thank her and mr lamlam for helping me with btt and making me be able to attempt it in 1 shot =D..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;dots&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-6837422194285314653?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/6837422194285314653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=6837422194285314653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/6837422194285314653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/6837422194285314653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/03/boring.html' title='boring'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HYzZn1rmgJk/RfK2kQmMt9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/pcyiuTbEhbw/s72-c/AKSeries.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-4104489885211189265</id><published>2007-03-08T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T08:20:50.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>slacking</title><content type='html'>nothing much happening recently, been basically been rotting at home since the end of the exams and having nothing to do..went to take my basic theory test on 7/3..had the e-trial test before entering the actual test..and im glad to say the e-trial did really help alot as many questions were similar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while having the actual test there was this uncle aged 40+ sitting beside me..he finished the test fast..and he left and when i look at his screen the large "PASS" made me stress..i went through the 50 questions 3 times before i decided to submit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clicking on the submit brings lots of stress..ARE U SURE U WANT TO SUBMIT?..clicked yes..and the 2 3 secs of lag really made u panic..will it be a PASS/FAIL?..luckily for me it was a PASS..phew..went down the stairs after printing the result and i see the uncle..he asked ''an zhua kuan?..'' i replied ''ge la ge la''...hahaha funny uncle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proceeded to visit the doc before heading home..and the whole morning i was surviving on 1 snickers bar till around 5pm where i woke up from my sleep..reached home around 12 and slept till 5 cause i studied till 3 the night before and woke up at 6am..was so hungry till the point where i didn't felt hungry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;final theory date is at may..soooooooooooo long..and the it fair in suntec has started..anyone went to make a killing?..mum took pity on me and got me a Microsoft wireless keyboard with wireless mouse..my old keyboard was YELLOW and the space bar and shift button got stuck everything u press it..so she got me a new one..70 bucks =D..love my mum haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;just hope that its all a hoax or im in deep shit this time..`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-4104489885211189265?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/4104489885211189265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=4104489885211189265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/4104489885211189265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/4104489885211189265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/03/slacking.html' title='slacking'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-6634729930347660838</id><published>2007-03-06T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T05:06:03.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BTT</title><content type='html'>BTT tml at 9am..wish me luck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEONG`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-6634729930347660838?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/6634729930347660838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=6634729930347660838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/6634729930347660838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/6634729930347660838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/03/btt.html' title='BTT'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-2293055482943315563</id><published>2007-03-01T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T07:13:23.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>backdating</title><content type='html'>after looking through many people blog i realized that i didn't blog about something everyone did.. which is Chinese New Year..this year was uneventful compared to previous years...my brother felt the same too, just felt like that was simply something lacking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as usual my brother goes off to sleep in the room and i have to collect the ang baos and entertain others in the place of him which i never really did as i was also hiding in the room..i don't like to face crowds and i don't really know how to talk to crowds so it ain't my fault~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something i realise..im getting old..in the past whenever you visit other people house, they will offer you soft drinks and now its new..grandma offered me beer..benson parent offered us beer..still trying to get use to it..but looking back..when u are 18 u walk into a different stage of your life..or so it seems..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY red packets wasn't very significant so i won't talk about it..since its so insignificant, for those that have significant rewards kindly feel free to treat me..i will not try to reject your offer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humans are strange creatures ain't they?..when they desired something, they could so whole-heartedly want it..and when the desire start to fizzle out..the flames start to be extinguished and they seems alright with it, they forget about what they once wanted to pursue so fervently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down the road after awhile, they start looking back at their pursue, why didn't they go for it at that very point of time, they start sitting down and think and start regretting about their past action and simply wishing that time would turn itself back for them to have just another chance to do what they believed they should have done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure that in some point of life u definitely have something u regretted doing or regretted not doing..and simply wishing that you could turn back time to get back to where u once was and turn it all around..but could it be possible..it simply isn't possible and we are forced to move on with life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what do u do when u are simply witnessing a tug-and-pull match and u simply can't do anything?..its weird eh..when u simply wish to be able to help but u cant be of any help..well..just leave things the way they should be left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;Brian Mcknight - one last cry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-2293055482943315563?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/2293055482943315563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=2293055482943315563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/2293055482943315563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/2293055482943315563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/03/backdating.html' title='backdating'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-5859254157985932637</id><published>2007-02-27T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T08:40:59.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>the days of exams has finally ended..i cant really say how i did for the 3 papers cause i really ain't very confident about the papers, yet i am not very worried about the papers..which sorts of contradicts what i'm saying la..will a pass be sufficient..maybe for others but definitely not for me..at least a B Alvin at least a B...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for soccer today after exams and although that wasn't really bad injuries for me..my neck is very stiff for no apparent reasons and when i tried to get up after laying down earlier, my hip sort of felt like that was something holding it, weird feeling but i don't recall any incidents today where i injured those parts of my body..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i did make 1 fellow feel hard on the floor due to a mistime challenge.. i got the ball but the man was a free gift along with the ball..he flew and landed heavily..but he was alright though i guess..maybe some bruises and cut but i wasn't doing it intentionally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't really play too badly today though i made alot of mistime tackles and made alot of people injured which includes the spraining of hips and the heavy blow to the ankles of others, i'm sorry to those i injured because i definitely know what it feels likes to be injure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recalling the major serious injuries that i had in the past :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heavy fall on my hip which resulted in my hip being sore for 3days to a week&lt;br /&gt;heavy landing on my ankle resulting in a painful leg for almost 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;shoulder that want to dislocate itself anytime, producing a krawk krawk krawk song when i try to swing my arm in a circle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many many more..its just the carelessness and the passion which i have in sports that makes me injured..considering that i care for the ball more than i care for my safety, shows how much of a brainless person i am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna end this blog entry with a song, i know its short after the long time whereby i didn't update my blog but ill have plenty of time to during the holidays..a very nice song that i found in my received files although i seldom listen to songs from that folder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.absolutelyrics.com/lyrics/artist/d.h.t./" title="D.H.T. lyrics"&gt;&lt;b&gt;D.H.T.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Go Crazy&lt;/h2&gt;Hello boy it's been a while&lt;br /&gt;Guess you'll be glad to know&lt;br /&gt;That I've learned how to laugh and smile&lt;br /&gt;Getting over was slow&lt;br /&gt;They say old lovers can be good friends&lt;br /&gt;But I never thought I'd really see you&lt;br /&gt;I'd really see you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go crazy&lt;br /&gt;When I look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I still go crazy&lt;br /&gt;No my heart just can't hold that feeling inside&lt;br /&gt;Way deep down inside&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby you know when I look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I go crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say she satisfies your mind&lt;br /&gt;Tells you all of her dreams&lt;br /&gt;I know how much that means to you&lt;br /&gt;I realize that I was blind&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I was over you&lt;br /&gt;I see your face and it just ain't true&lt;br /&gt;No it just ain't true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go crazy&lt;br /&gt;When I look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I still go crazy&lt;br /&gt;That old flame comes alive&lt;br /&gt;It's starts burning inside&lt;br /&gt;Way deep down inside&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby&lt;br /&gt;You know when I look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I go crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go crazy&lt;br /&gt;You know when I look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I go crazy&lt;br /&gt;No my heart just can't hide&lt;br /&gt;That old feeling inside&lt;br /&gt;Way deep down inside&lt;br /&gt;I go crazy&lt;br /&gt;You know when I look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I go crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;are dream simply a reflection of reality?..`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-5859254157985932637?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/5859254157985932637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=5859254157985932637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/5859254157985932637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/5859254157985932637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/02/finally_27.html' title='finally'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-4639167058113892859</id><published>2007-02-16T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T05:44:18.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>well, time seems to pass so fast few months ago i was still blogging about school reopening and was simply so sad that its the time for me to stop slacking.. and months later i am sitting here blogging about school ending for yet another semester..today was officially the last day of school for year 2.2..which signals the start of mine week-long study week before the long holidays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the opening of the next semester will be another exciting trip with loads of interesting stuff i hope as the next semester will not be spend at school but at my new workplace..which is who knows what?..preferred choices was submitted and i hope i get in those with my friends..its definitely easier to work with a friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, reflections upon this semester will definitely be so much..this semester seems to play a more significant role in my poly life..so many incidents happen this semester that leaves such a impression on me..programming has been something that was recently introduced into my life..i cant say that i am very good at it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it is definitely a interesting subject that i might want to learn more about..maybe through programming books or self-study..the programming project has taught me how thick-skinned free riders can be and how helpless the teachers can be in helping to get rid of those..what was a 4 person project ended up being a 1 1/2 person project at most i could say..with avril filling in the 1/2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thanks of course to all those tat helped me, namely all my year1 pals..without them i guess i will flunk this project deeply..and sorry to all those that i couldn't help due to my inability to comprehend the programming codes..programming project kept me in school till 9-10 for 3 4 days..and the school was almost like my second home..the first home was just for sleeping and the school was where my active hours were all spent at..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this semester has many happenings and many things..and i wont be able to list them all down sadly..but i guess i made more friends this semester..through the late staying trips in school everyday just to finish the programing project..at least something positive out of it i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results this semester was surprising much better than year 1 which i guess i slack too much..but i guess my coursework grade wont be anything fascinating.. i am still pretty much a slacker..oh and i just recall another incident that happened.. hurling of vulgarities loudly in the LT when the LT quietens down is a big NONO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried that..what happens afterwards was the lecturer looking at me and talking to me in the whole LT..tried to deny and it didn't work in the end everyone was staring at me..so pai seh ! so new year resolution was definitely to be hurling less vulgarities than usual..cut it to 1 per 10 lines?..i hope i can do it =\..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keong`&lt;br /&gt;every pair of beautiful eyes tell a story..whats yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-4639167058113892859?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/4639167058113892859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=4639167058113892859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/4639167058113892859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/4639167058113892859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/02/finally_16.html' title='finally'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-117113160337723519</id><published>2007-02-10T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T10:20:03.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>after recovering from stomach flu,i find out that i was bleeding from the nose almost everynight, i wake up to find my bolster my bed and my pillow with my blood..dried blood in maroon color..and then i woke up and went in front of the mirror..blew my left nose and find my whole white shirt become 1/2 white 1/2 red..red with blood i mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i realize why is it red with blood..as im typing this entry, 15 minute ago i found out the reason why..while talking on msn..my left nose started flowing just like a tap, flowed all the way till it almost reach my chin while at the same time i was trying to on my webcam to show my friend what is called free flow tap nose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake mum up and show her and got urge by her to go see the doctor but for now im drinking a beer as its "liang" and im too heaty it seems..mum suggested it don blame me..considering whether to see a doctor tomorrow..any advices?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;no traces of you in my voice nomore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-117113160337723519?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/117113160337723519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=117113160337723519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/117113160337723519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/117113160337723519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/02/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-117094706816775365</id><published>2007-02-08T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T07:04:28.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 less lonely pple in the world..</title><content type='html'>TWO LESS LONELY PEOPLE IN THE WORLD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air Supply&lt;br /&gt;Words by Howard Greenfield&lt;br /&gt;Music by Ken Hirsh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was down my dreams were wearing thin&lt;br /&gt;When you're lost where do you begin&lt;br /&gt;My heart always seemed to drift from day to day&lt;br /&gt;Looking for the love that never came my way&lt;br /&gt;Then you smile and I reached out to you&lt;br /&gt;I could tell you were lonely too&lt;br /&gt;One look then it all began for you and me&lt;br /&gt;The moment that we touched I knew that there would be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;Two less lonely people in the world&lt;br /&gt;And it's gonna be fine&lt;br /&gt;Out of all the people in the world&lt;br /&gt;I just can't believe you're mine&lt;br /&gt;In my life where everything was wrong&lt;br /&gt;Something finally went right&lt;br /&gt;Now there's two less lonely people in the world&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to think what I might have missed&lt;br /&gt;Looking back how did I exist&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed still never thought I'd come this far&lt;br /&gt;But miracles come true, I know 'couse here we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;Two less lonely people in the world&lt;br /&gt;And it's gonna be fine&lt;br /&gt;Out of all the people in the world&lt;br /&gt;I just can't believe you're mine&lt;br /&gt;In my life where everything was wrong&lt;br /&gt;Something finally went right&lt;br /&gt;Now there's two less lonely people in the world&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I fell in love with you&lt;br /&gt;And all the things I never knew&lt;br /&gt;Seemed to come to me somehow&lt;br /&gt;Baby, love is here and now there's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a beautiful songs..dedicated to those with a mate on valentine days =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-117094706816775365?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/117094706816775365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=117094706816775365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/117094706816775365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/117094706816775365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/02/2-less-lonely-pple-in-world.html' title='2 less lonely pple in the world..'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-117060293741877328</id><published>2007-02-04T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T07:28:57.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleh</title><content type='html'>project submission pushing keong to the limit, almost falling off the cliff already..so rush so rush..last 2 project submissons before the main exams which is located at the chinese new year period..its like..wthhhhhhhhhh la -.-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and keong is going to do so badly for my modules..and did i mention that i recieved my first warning letters in almost 2 years life in TP..what a joke..normally it will be 3 lates / 2 lates = 1 absence..i was late for 3 session and absent for 1..in the end the system mark me as 4 session absent..which keeps my attendance % around 85.17%...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just 0.17% before i get a P/F grade for my module..dunno how the school system works..very angry and pissed off which causes me to spam my tutor, my course manager and my subject tutor with email about this issue..seeing the subject tutor and course manager for lessons tml..hope the problem can be resolved. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;and i know its a wonderful world but i cant feel it right now - james morrison&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-117060293741877328?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/117060293741877328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=117060293741877328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/117060293741877328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/117060293741877328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/02/bleh.html' title='bleh'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-117043444763029742</id><published>2007-02-02T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T08:40:47.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>otbs</title><content type='html'>headache, headache, headache..programming really gives u a lot of headache eh...maybe not for others but definitely for me though..its just that when u have successfully managed to debug a portion of the program, the other part of the program starts having errors, and when u clear the other part of the program, this part of the program starts going cranky again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a funny day this is, went to schoool late and arrived at almost 1130..then the teacher mark me as late..then after going into the classroom and not even having the chance to warm my seat, the teacher say the class has ended if you want to leave to do your other stuff u may do so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which resulted in me leaving mine and going to lab to try to finish my programming..which after an hour + of trial and error, failed terribly..cracked part A then part B error, solve part B then part A error..frustrated and left the school around 1..reached home and slacked, played and slept..watched part 1/2 of blood diamond and im going to finish it now..will blog next time =)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;in low times, u see everything u shouldnt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-117043444763029742?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/117043444763029742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=117043444763029742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/117043444763029742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/117043444763029742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/02/otbs.html' title='otbs'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-117034364547682602</id><published>2007-02-01T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T07:27:25.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>presentation</title><content type='html'>today was a really really bad day and i really mean it..last week the teacher told us that we had to wear formal for the presentation and we obediently followed his order, do note that formal wear is not my favorite kind of attire and i absolutely dislike it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end after wearing the formal wear for the whole day and finally time for presentation, no one in the class except me and my friends were wearing formal..then practically we were like the oddballs in the class..glad to say that when the time for our presentation came, there were only like 8 people in the classroom including the teacher because those that didn't wanted to present this week could leave early..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i really did a bad job for the presentation but nonetheless i am a firm believer of the '' you do u wont fail '' theory..and i guess the teacher agrees with this theory too..or rather should i say that i hope the teacher believes this theory or i'm so going to flunk this module so so so so badly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when everything start fitting in, u can slowly see the picture of the puzzle unfolding, before it unfolds, you would have guessed what it was..or rather should i say it this way, before the puzzle was even piece together, a rough picture could already be formed in the mind of the person piecing it together, this paragraph might sound complicated, but it isnt really complicated, just give a further thought into it and you will understand better, i guess i've manage to piece 1 puzzle up over the few days, not a physical puzzle but a mental one as i've described earlier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;in the corner when he truly belongs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-117034364547682602?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/117034364547682602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=117034364547682602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/117034364547682602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/117034364547682602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/02/presentation.html' title='presentation'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-117025864141058268</id><published>2007-01-31T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T07:50:41.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad news</title><content type='html'>seems like my right shoulder isnt really getting better..but the real problem for me now is that my back seems to hurt even more..attempting to rotate my left arm in a 360 degrees motion, i can feel my left shoulder blade hurting, or rather its my back.. i dunno whether this is due to a long time injury or whether it is just due to bad sleeping posture..just hope that its the latter one or i might have to go visit doctors..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad news aside, i learnt a very interesting lesson today..its from the organizational behavior lecture that i went to today, was very late, like 30mins late but then the interesting part of the lesson was at the end of the lecture..im bored so gonna type the whole chunk out =D..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it basically is a figure called the Johari Window, which is divided into 4 panes that represent 4 areas of knowledge about ourselves during interaction with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pane 1 which represents our openself is the public-knowledge area, this pane is what others know about us corresponding with what we know about ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pane 2 would be the hidden self, which contains things that we do not want others to know about you, under conflict and conditions of low trust, this area becomes larger as you 'mask your feelings reactions and views.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pane 3 talks about the blind self, which are things others know about us that we do not know about ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pane 4 is about the undiscovered self , which relates to information about ourselves that neither we nor others know. Discovery in this section often occurs under condition of extreme stress and conflict or when we are faced with situations never before encountered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might sound or seem like a long paragraph reading this but think about it, you will definitely find that it is very interesting if you put more thought into it..i was initially thinking that this was another rubbish concept that will not be applicable in our daily lives, but upon further thinking i manage to realize that, this is a very practical concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the very basic example that i can make and i can think of would be, everyone will surely have a hidden self.. and like it or not the hidden self will surely appear one day..u cant possibly keep it hidden for the whole of your life and i am very sure that i saw a hidden self today..its like..the person totally changed and i guess that person doesnt read mine blog which gives me the freedom to talk all i want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a fascinating ride..a wonderful journey and a beautiful day..i wonder what more will await me in the rest of my poly life..anyway, just hope that my back condition improves or i am gonna die..no weights for the rest of the month i guess.. lazy and dont wanna aggravate the wound further..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;denial doesnt mean the matter ends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-117025864141058268?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/117025864141058268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=117025864141058268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/117025864141058268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/117025864141058268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/01/bad-news.html' title='bad news'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-117016913516102799</id><published>2007-01-30T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T06:58:55.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shoulder</title><content type='html'>didn't really have any idea about what i was gonna blog about before typing this entry, but 10 mins ago i just realized that my right shoulder wasn't feeling fine. whenever i try to rotate my shoulder in 1 full circle, weird feelings can be felt on my right shoulder, which isn't really what i always feel. seems like problem is getting worse.mum ask me to go x-ray but ill take my chances and leave it for a couple more days. see if it worsens. if it does then i guess a doctor/sensei will be the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life have been pretty much the same just that project deadlines are coming in and don't really have time to meet e3s =/..and the problem is my group and i seems so relax despite the pressuring deadline..aww, guess there must surely be a way..played soccer today, wasn't my best day though.. kept making mistakes and in the end i think i injured my right big toe. hurts alot now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u learn a new thing in everyday life and of course i did yesterday which is not to ever go and make sihui looks embarrassed by niao'ing her..the result of my actions was that i had a fever the following night and injured my left ankle unknowingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;im worried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-117016913516102799?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/117016913516102799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=117016913516102799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/117016913516102799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/117016913516102799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/01/shoulder.html' title='shoulder'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-116983239363687704</id><published>2007-01-26T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T09:26:33.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just when</title><content type='html'>just when you thought that all the bad things that have suddenly struck you in recent months have finally taken a break and went away, they came back again with a vengeance. this is so absolutely true in the case of me, definitely so, after making the post about the many things i lost the other time, this time i lost another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it happen to be something very important, mine thumb-drive, which contains all my working files and all my projects and important stuff. all gone. i guess it must have drop out of the bus when i was sitting with my legs up as my pants had pretty big pockets..i definitely have no idea where the hell it exactly drop at...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what is wrong with me though, having drop so much things in the past month that it makes me feel like i am a different person completely, the me couple years back was a very alert person that hardly seems to lost anything, if i remembered correctly that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily for me that files that i am currently working on, some of those are store on my computer while the rest is basically just gone. the old files and the old projects that i have work on are all gone now. no idea how it is possible to retrieve the thumb-drive so i guess i would just have to accept fate and let it go =/..no use crying over spilled milk, no use mourning over lost data.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school hasn't really been as fine as it should be..had my ob presentation and the world most stupid things that shouldn't happen during a presentation happened, which in this case was the ringing of a hand phone, not once but twice and the presentation had to be cut short due to some misunderstandings among members which was basically caused by the very fact that the last min planning meeting wasn't attended by 1 and simply messed everything up..no names but i guess those that are in my class or are with me regularly should know who is it, as I've been procrastinating almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more project deadlines are starting to come up one by one and i seems to not to know what i have been doing, seems like i have taken a step off the accelerator too much which causes me to fall behind so far now. simply say that most of the work i have been working on hasn't really been what should have been done and also, the lost of data from the thumb-drive isn't helping me very much in terms of projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i will still be able to pass , a firm believer of the idea ' if you got do , sure pass one' of course, iff you did the project u will definably get a pass at the very least, the teacher wouldn't have an excuse to fail you..but the problem is how good would your pass be?.. a C a D? would you be satisfy by that, for many i guess that will be enough but for me it hardly is so i guess i got to starting clearing up all my stuff tomorrow. provided that i can keep my hands off games though, as i have a tendency to wander off to games when projects starts to get boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well just bless me and pray for the best for me for i know this is not gonna be a smooth ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;all hearts begin lost, till they find their way to another&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-116983239363687704?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/116983239363687704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=116983239363687704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116983239363687704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116983239363687704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-when.html' title='just when'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-116913134586171383</id><published>2007-01-18T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T06:42:25.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost</title><content type='html'>fuck me fuck fuck fuck fuck..i duno what the fuck is wrong with me..i lost so many things in the past few months..and i just lost my new fossil watch yesterday...fucking ****..forgot to take it after playing soccer..went back at midnight with mum and couldnt find it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my php book super thick book like an encyclopedia i duno how i misplaced it&lt;br /&gt;my creative mp3 muvo n200&lt;br /&gt;my 2 wrist chains totals around 150&lt;br /&gt;my fossil watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously duno what i m doing...fucking sian zzzzzzzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF IS WRONG !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEONG`&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-116861594796495247</id><published>2007-01-12T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T07:32:28.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weee</title><content type='html'>i guess i finally managed to show that i can study..although i didnt really study..lol..my results are as followed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;System analysis and design                                                    35/50    B&lt;br /&gt;Open technology and business systems                       38/50   B+&lt;br /&gt;Principle of marketing                                                                 ??/??   A&lt;br /&gt;Organization Behavior                                                                35/40   A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super satisfied with the result especially with organization behavior..never thought that i could score that high but 1 thing that bugs me is that out of the 5 marks lost, 3 were mcq questions. gt 7/10 for mcq and 28/30 for the written questions. tricky mcqs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other then tests, life have been going on pretty fine for me..nth worth mentioning actually..and for all the dvds vcds datadisks music disks i owe u all..kindly sms/msn/msg/call me to remind me to burn them cause i am too loaded with projects to remember about them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least listen to carrie underwood songs ! amazing singer she is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;but even if i make a vow, a promise not to miss u now and try to hide the truth inside i fell cause i , i cant just live a lie..~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-116783688361963117</id><published>2007-01-03T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T07:08:03.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so long never blog</title><content type='html'>hi everyone..i havent been blogging for so long already..actually its almost 2 3 weeks already...so i guess this is a very long entry that i will be blogging..suddenly managed to found some time to blog..pardon my typing as recently i dunno what is happening and my typing is getting from bad to worst...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spend christmas along with the guys..went to town then watched 2 movies on that day..curse of the golden flower and the night in the museum..ended up eating dinner at swensens and we parted after watching the midnight movie..actually town wasnt as scary as i thought it was..the camoflague warriors regardless of whether they are harmless or harmful were all sprayed..but girls would have to beware..better to be safe then sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the next day was swensens yet again..then we ate ate ate at the airport with poly friends...before proceeding to one of their house to drink..whisky gin vodka every liquor u name can be found there..in the end ended with 1 dead drunk and the rest pretty high..sut drove me home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its amazing how fast i spend my money..mum wasnt in singapore at that period of time as she went to KL..left me with 50 dollars for me to spend for 3 days and normally it would have laste dme fine..but in the end it didnt..i even have to withdraw more..ended up spending 100+ for simply this 2 days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the last week of holidays were simply spent doing my programming projects which took up alot of pple enjoyment time and nearly took much of everyones life..nothing really interesting at school though...spend new year at home..wasnt even noticing the time until my brother came and told me happy new year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasnt really interested to go out on that day as i was sick and i did not join the poly mates for dinner..currently im still sick and it really isnt feeling very well..very heaty which causes my ear nose throat to be stuck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play soccer in schoool today..skipped lesson just to play soccer but many pple skip the lesson as project submission was at 9am then the lecture at 11 was canceled which leave the only lesson to be at 2pm..in the end i guess only a handful went for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now im feeling the effects of playing under the sun..weeee..sunburn is fun...its SoonKeong The Red Nose Human..dyed my hair...ash blonde or something took freaking 4 hours to dye..3 to lighten and 1 to dye..and i swear i will never do it ever again..looks weird though the color..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and brother bought the protein powder..chocolate flavoured..tried it earlier and it didnt taste as bad as i always thought it will be..can drink and then grow more mass and work hard to be fitter =D...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;and the string is cut..the end is dark..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-116783688361963117?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/116783688361963117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=116783688361963117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116783688361963117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116783688361963117'/><link 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src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d151/lonerark/20122006268.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d151/lonerark/11122006254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d151/lonerark/11122006254.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...pictures of the presents =D..i love the watch box..looks so cute...shoes are from brother and the shirt and pants are from poly friends..initially thought that it was from adidas but upon closer inspection the top is from adidas while the bottom is from Nike..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and theres the pic of me pulling out my com wires and studying for marketing although it was pulled out for less than 24 hrs and ignore the vodka at the back +D..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;you are my one precious ray of light..``&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-116662899645690030?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/116662899645690030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=116662899645690030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116662899645690030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116662899645690030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2006/12/presents.html' title='presents'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-116644988284415686</id><published>2006-12-18T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T05:51:23.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays</title><content type='html'>holidays holidays after the torrid week enduring all the papers 1 by 1 by 1 by 1..totals to 4 =/..im getting lamer day by day..what have i been doing this days?..saturday was spent rotting at home for 3/4 of the day..before leaving to benson house to watch soccer and ton...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe, im grown smarter this time..i wasnt the first to get knockout although i was the fast to get high..due to some liver dissolving solution..made very sure that the rest fall asleep before i did..because i did not want to get the awful disturbance from mr lam that includes plucking your hair..burning your big toe with a lighter and stuff like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then morning took bus to tampines before changing to the train with mr lim home..was dead beat when reach hm...slept for 4 hrs or something but couldnt really sleep anymore so ended up gaming my whole afternoon away..recieved a call in the late afternoon to go sing K at night with poly mates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to meet them at 9 altho they met at 8 as i was told to arrive by own time own target..and at the point i reached they were seeing the mv ''ai shen'' by the female f4...they sole purpose is to beo the figure of the 4 girls and not to hear the song or to sing it..-.-..ended up with so much laughters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sang sang sang sang sang sang and keep singing till 12..we left the place at 12 and yihui came at 1150..then we went our seperate ways..initially wanted to wait for bus with hafiz then there was only 1 couple at the busstop..then after waiting 15 20 mins we realise there was no more bus so took cab..but the strange thing was that the bus on the opposite road was still coming and going -.-..recieved my present from hafiz..they bought me shirt and shorts..just like a soccer training kit and im loving it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anymore presents coming in ?? alvin donation foundation is always open =/..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;explain happiness for he knows nth bout it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-116644988284415686?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/116644988284415686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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update</title><content type='html'>oh man its been so long since i last updates...actually its not that long but who cares really i often update my blog daily..but i cant really be blame for not updating as it was my exam period and i was busy studying -.-..as if i would ever study..anyway all the papers wasnt really up to my standard and i can only really hope for 60% on each of the paper..have always been aiming 70% for all modules but this time the target fails i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the paper today which was PHP was the last and people often say the best is saved for the last don't they? and certainly this was the best paper..if you get what best really means from sarcastic alvin..duno what grades i will get for this seems like i didnt really understand much of the questions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my birthday fall on the week before my exams..and i was fortunate enough to recieve all the birthday wishes from my friends...thanks ray,fiz,lameboi,sut,avril,sihui,yihui,li te,sharon,michelle,keshia,qiumei,lydia and many many more that i couldn't really remember...THANKS EVERYONE...and a summary of all the gifts i have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=== gifts ===&lt;br /&gt;new mp3 player from mum = muvo n200 the one i lost =[&lt;br /&gt;new fossil watch from mum friend =]&lt;br /&gt;200++ dinner treat at no signboard restaurant and a new pair of street soccer shoes from my brother =]   ===  his bonus really came in timely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=== incoming gifts includes ===&lt;br /&gt;gifts from poly friends...&lt;br /&gt;gifts from lydia and gang&lt;br /&gt;and a new pair of dumbbells from mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the birthday celebrations which includes the dinner at delifrance which didnt really went as well as it was suppose to be..followed up by the bashing session at the HDB blocks..and also thanks to hummy for renting his house for a night of fun..i still have my 2 bottle of liquors there..gotta go reclaim it someday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im 18 woooooo..18 means no more drinking..no more liver dissolving liquid..say bye to beer belly and say hi to abs...thats what i hope..will blog more someday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;a bleeding heart thats smiles, for it knows shes happy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-116619298798892731?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/116619298798892731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=116619298798892731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116619298798892731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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watching soccer and my liquor is sitting in the living room with no one accompanying it..brought a bottle of chivas and a bottle of vodka...my last night of alcohol addiction and this time its gonna be true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with the guys in the afternoon..initial meeting time was at 1 and in the end it became 2 as usual..just gotta know the guys to know their pattern..then we went to ate some waffle at gelare..which then quickly became a walk around far east..after walking around far east it ended with a long walk to heeren..1/2 way the peanut joined us along our walk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then proceeded to cineleisure where the guys played billard/pool and i just watched..dont know how to play and wasnt really interested to learn how to play..initially wanted to go eat ma la huo guo but the peanut standing beside me at the current moment don take spicy stuff so we decided against the idea..and i went back home to collect my alcohol..the chivas and vodka with lim and peanut while the rest proceeded to ben house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here we are at benson house with the liquor on the table and the rest is outside playing mahjong..dont really want to drink too much as i still have to study later cause i got an early morning appointment tomorrow..in any case..its my last night of alchohol addiction so let me drink just that weee bit of liver dissolving liquid..pardon me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;and i would always stare down this road, on the image of you and me that lasts only in my dream...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-116568210486744522?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/116568210486744522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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finally 18 and on this very day i should attempt to stop drinking again..only for occasions then i will drink =D..and my birthday wish would be exactly what this song is trying to express..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rascal Flatts&lt;br /&gt;My Wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="realText"&gt;I hope that days come easy and moments pass slow,&lt;br /&gt;And each road leads you where you want to go,&lt;br /&gt;And if you're faced with a choice, and you have to choose,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you choose the one that means the most to you.&lt;br /&gt;And if one door opens to another door closed,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you keep on walkin' till you find the window,&lt;br /&gt;If it's cold outside, show the world the warmth of your smile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More then anything, more then anything,&lt;br /&gt;My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it,&lt;br /&gt;To your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,&lt;br /&gt;You never need to carry more then you can hold,&lt;br /&gt;And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this, is my wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you never look back, but ya never forget,&lt;br /&gt;All the ones who love you, in the place you left,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you always forgive, and you never regret,&lt;br /&gt;And you help somebody every chance you get,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you find God's grace, in every mistake,&lt;br /&gt;And you always give more then you take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh More then anything, Yeah, and more then anything,&lt;br /&gt;My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it,&lt;br /&gt;To your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,&lt;br /&gt;You never need to carry more then you can hold,&lt;br /&gt;And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this, is my wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;for i have lost my right to be happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-116562616084763671?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/116562616084763671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=116562616084763671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116562616084763671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116562616084763671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2006/12/18.html' title='18'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-116551133824281100</id><published>2006-12-07T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T09:12:53.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>vodka vodka</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d151/lonerark/IMG_6743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d151/lonerark/IMG_6743.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d151/lonerark/IMG_6739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d151/lonerark/IMG_6739.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haf officially lifted my ban over alcohol due to the arival of another 2 bottles of vodka courtesy of my mother..thanks alot to my mother for breaking my ban..vodka raspberry with sprite taste nice...=)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day started off fine in the otbs lab..my project got some minor errors so gotta revamped it a little..then got a warning in the otbs lab when people start grabbing me and not letting me go in lecture...was let go..and went to lecture before proceeding to s11 tampines for dinner by cheng's car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended uir lab lesson and went to itas to slack...in the process of slacking i was asked to swallow 3 piece of those super sour sweet..during the process i was backstab and confined by 3 guys...1 on my arms and 2 on my legs...didnt do much except grabbing and holding me there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went on bus to tm to book place for dinner...on the bus was living through pure hell...left hand restricted by 1 guy and right hand restricted by another...while during the process my boobs were getting squeezed the living hell out of them...under the watchful eyes of the full bus at the backseats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;survived the ordeal and managed to make it to d---faguo..ate there...not too bad about 20 pax..cut the cake there too..ate the cake up..they wanted to smash part of the cake onto me but too bad the cake was hard and the plan failed miserably..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then proceeded to the hdb flats for some anger-venting session...got raped murdered killed tortured and whatever u can named it there..so at the end of the day..the total fists counts for my left + right hands equates to around 50 60 full powered punches..now my hands are super sore and filled with cuts due to the struggle i made for my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheng drove me back down to my block..which is very much a hassle as my hse isnt really very accessible..thanks sutter !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos include : GIANT share of cake and me..me trying to act CUTE but failing badly..a very full face after devouring the cake..the scar on my left arm..and the internal bruising on my right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;and only time will tell..how long u've been in me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-116551133824281100?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/116551133824281100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=116551133824281100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116551133824281100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116551133824281100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2006/12/vodka-vodka.html' title='vodka vodka'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-116541928665458507</id><published>2006-12-06T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T07:34:48.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>die die die</title><content type='html'>im gonna die tomorrow...or so it seems as the rest are already starting to plan a plan to whack me dead..i guess thats what u get for irritating your friends for a year and then they finally get 1 chance to get back at you and u are dam sure that they are gonna make use of that chance very dam well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realising that there is no chance for redemption...i begin super irritation mode which basically is to disturb people till they want to kill me..first off was sut..whose poor samsung phone was taken by me...mulitshot 100++ photos before returning it to him..he had to manually select them 1 by 1 before deleting them all..others including what i am best at...verbal irritation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the plan tomorrow morning is...i duno what suprise awaits me but it sure aint gonna be really pleasent..then at 6 will proceed to delifrance for dinner...before the ''whacking'' session by the people..seriously i've made up my mind i don care if i am whacked..but i will surely retailiate lol...see whos the sway one that eats my punches =)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;take care..for ill never be there anymore..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-116541928665458507?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/116541928665458507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=116541928665458507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116541928665458507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116541928665458507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2006/12/die-die-die.html' title='die die die'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-116536807090736787</id><published>2006-12-05T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T17:21:11.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>super tired</title><content type='html'>was super tired yesterday so i slept at 11+...its the first time i slept so early despite the reopening of school..my eyes were simply closing as i was chatting so i decided to sleep..didnt blog in the end too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday morning went to collect medicine yet again...its another month of medication and another month of ban from liver dissolving liquid..but i dont really seem to care about the ban already lol..had quite a number of bottles in the last week..bleh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calculaed time wrongly so in the end i was almost 1/2 hr late for lecture..as usual the lecturer couldnt stay in the same dimension with us..and i couldnt understand what he was talking..guess i gonna flunk this module real real hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proceeded to eat at engine sch..first time i've ate there since almost like 1/2-1 year..then we slacked at the library..before proceeding to lesson..lesson ended and i went to the street soccer court..play till around 6...slacked bathed till 7..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially wanted to go home but decided to stay back and watch the soccer tournament and support our friends..all the matches were extremely physical..almost resulted in bad blood between the players..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny incident happen between the referee and our group though..our friends scored and we were shaking the street soccer board..the ref came over and say ''don do that anymore''..we did it another time when our friends scored and i commented ''don do that la..later ref give us red card u know ?''..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another one was when i ask the ref how much time left...he told me ''2mins+.." just nice the oppopsite timekeeper shouted ''30seconds left'' and i told the ref..."ref kayu la...left 30sec u tell me left 2min+..." lol..poor ref's..all dunno how to propely ref the match..makes me wanna laugh at them..ended up at home around 9 and falling aslp around 11..tiredd day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;wasnt the flames extinguished? why do i still feel scorched by regrets when i see u?..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-116536807090736787?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/116536807090736787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=116536807090736787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116536807090736787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116536807090736787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2006/12/super-tired.html' title='super tired'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-116524424176549793</id><published>2006-12-04T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T06:57:21.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on this very fine day i opened my friendster and i see this from a guy !...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi there,&lt;br /&gt;i will be traveling SG soon. I would love to know more about you, and maybe even meet up when i am in SG. Let me know what you think. Hope to hear from you realy soon.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah...wtf? im starting to attract gays eh...thats scary..i think that guy must be a guy or something, should i reply? even if i do i guess ill reply something like "woooo baby i want your ass right here right now'' then maybe he will reply "hang on ill fly over to singapore now"..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day today was boring as usual...arrived late in lecture and then sat very much in front of the LT alone for 2 hours..and i realised i skip a number of lectures..i didnt know what the teacher was talking about when he went through the revision lecture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to mensa for lunch before going off for lesson..something absolutely funny happened here..when we were climbing the stairs up to the classroom..this irritating bastard was like keep singing songs..then as we climb the stairs higher and getting more breathless as we went up, i notice this idiot stop singing..i looked up and i saw that he stopped because he was panting and had no breathe to sing..dam funny shit this guy is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime in life its the litttle things that opens us up an makes us see the bigger picture..life is made up of the very little things all around..we judge people by the little actions they make and we make judgements on the little things that people do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sad to say..one person character will truly show itself through the very little things in life everyday..well, its up to everyone to percieve what other are about and i haf added a new chapter of perception into my brain now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;and maker, would you let me live this life again for ill wish to do what i didnt done..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-116524424176549793?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-116515411439513431</id><published>2006-12-03T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T05:55:14.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im sick</title><content type='html'>im sick sick sick again...mum and brother is still not back from the time i am typing this..but will be in a couple of hours...their stuff is back though..uncle drove their stuff back with grandma as they went genting too..their stuff took the car and their body took the bus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i should start wearing clothes when im at home..again i got a cold..guess it must be the wind or smething that blows too hard and now i caught a cold..i sneeze 1 tissue box away already and another one must be coming up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`-&lt;br /&gt;i think i forgot to forget abt u..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-116515411439513431?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/116515411439513431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=116515411439513431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116515411439513431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116515411439513431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-sick.html' title='im sick'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-116498823101615642</id><published>2006-12-01T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T07:50:31.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>family</title><content type='html'>spent half an afternoon trying to figure out how to toy around with the background of blogs..finally managed to get it done and now in the night..decided to change mine too..doesnt really look that fine..and i don really have the patience to go refine it further..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum and brother have just went to genting on friday morning 6am...taking bus there i believed..they went with my grandma and my auntie..hope they enjoy their trip and come back safely =]...only be back n sunday night though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finding back my old pictures are so funny..it really makes me wonder and i believe alot are also wondering..how come alvin so young that time look so cute and innocent and now grow up become so ...[fill in the blanks yourself].. to say the truth i also dunno what happened in the process..definately something bad that happened in between..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my exams are coming in fast and furious and i don really have any motivation to study..to demonstrate how slack i am..i didnt even know that the term test timetable is out till i was told..and next week i revision week..the next next week is test week..seems like this time i have 4 papers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must have added another 2 pounds last night..auntie bought chilli crab over, no one really did ate and i just keep eating..in the end i must have finish 1 1/2 crab by myself..chilli crab + beer really is good food...felt like a bloated balloon for the whole night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;maybe when my road ends..ill see the day again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-116498823101615642?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/116498823101615642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=116498823101615642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116498823101615642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116498823101615642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2006/12/family.html' title='family'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-116481317274473931</id><published>2006-11-29T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T07:12:58.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>evolution of koh soon keong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d151/lonerark/KAWAII.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 157px;" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d151/lonerark/KAWAII.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d151/lonerark/CUTE.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 183px;" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d151/lonerark/CUTE.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d151/lonerark/pkkeong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 196px;" src="http://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d151/lonerark/pkkeong.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the evolution of koh soon keong alvin...from the very left which was taken at the age of i think maybe p3 p4 which is around 9-10..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2nd one is the one where i am in secondary school...sec 1 or 2 i cant remember...13-14 it is..and this is the time where i was percieved by first impression that i was a ahbeng..the percievers are made up of the give and tet gang which i believe must have been blind..they really are !..admit it the 2nd picture is a cute and innocent boy..how can that be an ahbeng?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last picture is sadly a bengster in the making..at the age of 13-14 a witch doctor caught alvin and boiled him in her stew..in the end at 17 he looks like that..i don really look the same now do i?..strange =/..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;his misery lays unshown..his remorse runs deep and his regrets haunts him..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-116481317274473931?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/116481317274473931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=116481317274473931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116481317274473931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116481317274473931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2006/11/evolution-of-koh-soon-keong.html' title='evolution of koh soon keong'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-116476574843233469</id><published>2006-11-28T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T18:02:28.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired tired tired</title><content type='html'>super tired last night...up till the point that when i was chatting with people i was typing with my eyes closed to give them a rest...its the same now i am typing with my eyes closed..yesterday was a workout day..totally burned myself out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first started with pullups before the lesson during the break...almost 4 1/2 pullups now..so kept doing doing totals up to around 10 15?..then went for lesson..after lessons went to meet the guys at the gym..didnt do any warmup and jumped onto the treadmill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldnt go jog on the field as some event was going on..i managed 10 mins on 12kmph which equates to 2km..wasnt really breathless when i came down and i have to push the timing even better...2.4km will make me 12 mins if i did it at that pace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did some back lifts and stuff then proceeded to go play basketball..strain my thigh muscle in the process cause i was too slow and kept having to burst sprint to keep up...people run at a pickup speed meaning u start slow and hit your top speed later..burst sprints makes me hit top speed instantly but it damages my legs which gave me the thigh strain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basketball ended when we went to see the godfather of soccer..."PELE"...14xx goals in 15xx matches...he is more then what michael jordan is to basketball..scream our heads off when we see him..."PELE PELE PELE"..he came in a rolls royce too !..we left soon cause the ABNN started to get mad and block everyone's view...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially wanted to go home but couldnt resist the temptation of playing soccer..so played soccer with a bunch of chinaman...as usual chinaman are super hardworking and also super rough..i injured my left ankle when jumping to block a ball and ended up landing with my toes poking down on the ground..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 9+ and started to do my projects till 10 11..this is when the fun starts...i was super tired and people start talking to me..which i then entertained them with mad stuff like saying ABNN outside my house ! alot alot ABNN want catch me go play masak with them ! very very scare save me save me !..lol i must be too tired..and now im almost late for my lecture..gotta go change now !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keong`&lt;br /&gt;you must be something out of this world, definately..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-116476574843233469?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/116476574843233469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=116476574843233469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116476574843233469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116476574843233469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/2006/11/tired-tired-tired.html' title='tired tired tired'/><author><name>lonerark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08988407790474983911</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18832205.post-116472954888986769</id><published>2006-11-28T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T07:59:08.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPER TIRED</title><content type='html'>super tired super high and super drunk now will blog tomorrow morning when i wake up..stay tuned ! in the meantime, get albums of shayne ward, mario varquez...amazing singers that have been on my player for the past week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="realText"&gt;Verse 1: &lt;br /&gt;If I were a builder &lt;br /&gt;Then you'd have a castle &lt;br /&gt;Drive on the highest mountain &lt;br /&gt;And if I were a billionaire &lt;br /&gt;I'd give you every material thing &lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately all I have to give to you &lt;br /&gt;Is an imperfect heart &lt;br /&gt;But it's a heart that beats only for you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;Listen to this girl if you give me one shot &lt;br /&gt;I will love you forever now &lt;br /&gt;No man will do you better now &lt;br /&gt;Love is a risk &lt;br /&gt;But if you give me one shot &lt;br /&gt;I will show you your the only girl &lt;br /&gt;In the world who can &lt;br /&gt;Give me this feeling &lt;br /&gt;Baby, that's how I feel about you &lt;br /&gt;Your one in a million &lt;br /&gt;I'd rather die than live without you &lt;br /&gt;We can't miss &lt;br /&gt;So if you give me one shot &lt;br /&gt;We can do it girl {we can do it girl} do it girl &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2: &lt;br /&gt;I'm talkin' 'bout love in the mornin' &lt;br /&gt;Just like you want it &lt;br /&gt;Anything you need you can call me for it &lt;br /&gt;Now girl I'm only human &lt;br /&gt;I'm full of many faults &lt;br /&gt;I'm guaranteed to fall short (guaranteed to fall) &lt;br /&gt;But you'll never hear about me cheating &lt;br /&gt;Cuz I never would betray your trust &lt;br /&gt;No matter what &lt;br /&gt;I will look to you and only you for love &lt;br /&gt;I treat your soul like it was mine &lt;br /&gt;What a privelege to me to breathe your air &lt;br /&gt;Doesn't that say that I care? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;Listen to this girl if you give me one shot &lt;br /&gt;I will love you forever now &lt;br /&gt;No man will do you better now &lt;br /&gt;Love is a risk &lt;br /&gt;But if you give me one shot &lt;br /&gt;I will show you your the only girl &lt;br /&gt;In the world who can &lt;br /&gt;Give me this feeling &lt;br /&gt;Baby, that's how I feel about you &lt;br /&gt;Your one in a million &lt;br /&gt;I'd rather die than live without you &lt;br /&gt;We can't miss &lt;br /&gt;So if you give me one shot &lt;br /&gt;We can do it girl &lt;b&gt;{do it girl}&lt;/b&gt; do it girl &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge: &lt;br /&gt;I'm talkin' all my heart &lt;br /&gt;All my soul &lt;br /&gt;Always stay &lt;br /&gt;Never go &lt;br /&gt;Ohhh yeah &lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately all I have to give to you &lt;br /&gt;Is an imperfect heart &lt;br /&gt;But it's a heart that beats only for you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;Listen to this girl if you give me one shot &lt;br /&gt;I will love you forever now &lt;br /&gt;No man will do you better now &lt;br /&gt;Love is a risk &lt;br /&gt;But if you give me one shot &lt;br /&gt;I will show you your the only girl &lt;br /&gt;In the world who can &lt;br /&gt;Give me this feeling &lt;br /&gt;Baby, that's how I feel about you &lt;br /&gt;Your one in a million &lt;br /&gt;I'd rather die than live without you &lt;br /&gt;We can't miss &lt;br /&gt;So if you give me one shot &lt;br /&gt;We can do it girl &lt;b&gt;{do it girl}&lt;/b&gt; do it girl &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talkin' 'bout everyday &lt;br /&gt;Everynight &lt;br /&gt;The rest of your days &lt;br /&gt;The rest of your life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;br /&gt;Listen to this girl if you give me one shot &lt;br /&gt;I will love you forever now &lt;br /&gt;No man will do you better now &lt;br /&gt;Love is a risk &lt;br /&gt;But if you give me one shot &lt;br /&gt;I will show you your the only girl &lt;br /&gt;In the world who can &lt;br /&gt;Give me this feeling &lt;br /&gt;Baby, that's how I feel about you &lt;br /&gt;Your one in a million &lt;br /&gt;I'd rather die than live without you &lt;br /&gt;We can't miss &lt;br /&gt;So if you give me one shot &lt;br /&gt;We can do it girl &lt;b&gt;{do it girl}&lt;/b&gt; do it girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.absolutelyrics.com/lyrics/artist/shayne_ward/" title="Shayne Ward lyrics"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shayne Ward&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What About Me&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="realText"&gt;There's a little boy waitin' at the counter of the corner shop&lt;br /&gt;He's been waitin' down there&lt;br /&gt;Waiting half the day&lt;br /&gt;We never ever see him from the top&lt;br /&gt;He gets pushed around&lt;br /&gt;Knocked to the ground&lt;br /&gt;But he gets to his feet and he says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about me&lt;br /&gt;It isn't fair&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough now I wasnt my share&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see&lt;br /&gt;I wanna live&lt;br /&gt;But you just take more then you give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a pretty girl standing at the counter of the corner shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's been waitin' back there&lt;br /&gt;Waitin' for her dreams&lt;br /&gt;Her dreams walk in and I begged 'em to stop&lt;br /&gt;Well she's not too proud&lt;br /&gt;To cry out loud&lt;br /&gt;She runs to the street and she screams:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about me&lt;br /&gt;It isn't fair&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough now I wasnt my share&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see&lt;br /&gt;I wanna live&lt;br /&gt;But you just take more then you give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take a step back and see the little people&lt;br /&gt;They may be young&lt;br /&gt;But they're the ones who need to be people be&lt;br /&gt;So listen&lt;br /&gt;As they whisper&lt;br /&gt;What about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm standing on the corner all the world's gone home&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's changed&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's been saved&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling cold and alone&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm lucky&lt;br /&gt;I start a lot&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I wish to gooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;Here I cooooooome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about me&lt;br /&gt;It isn't fair&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough now I wasnt my share&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see&lt;br /&gt;I wanna live&lt;br /&gt;But you just take more what about me&lt;br /&gt;It isn't fair&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough now I want my share&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see&lt;br /&gt;I wanna live&lt;br /&gt;But you just take more&lt;br /&gt;You just take more&lt;br /&gt;You just take more then you give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about me&lt;br /&gt;What about me&lt;br /&gt;What about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice songs =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18832205-116472954888986769?l=lonerark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonerark.blogspot.com/feeds/116472954888986769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18832205&amp;postID=116472954888986769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116472954888986769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18832205/posts/default/116472954888986769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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