<?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-1914454633103362781</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:34:41.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heres The Story Goes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-1023198921697867631</id><published>2008-12-14T05:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T06:05:09.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional</title><content type='html'>&lt;center style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i shut the computer, Get on to bed and im back here again.&lt;br /&gt;Just Thought and feels...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FB's 1ST Ever Production - Get Educated! is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;After months of practicing and rehearsal, i believe we have done our best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the 1st Production we had and the one that is produce by solely F.Boderz.&lt;br /&gt;Just the Club, all the family's member we have, we are able to make this work out.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, we do not have any dance instructor to train, to motivate, to guide and teaches us. At least ever since im in FB, there's none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was in 2002 when i had joined. By the time im a senior, there's only the 5 of us keeping things going in the club. It wasnt easy but with just the  5 of us, its indeed a sweet and bitter journey. To this day, 2008, we have over 100 of family members. Yes, poly life is 3 yrs but i still stuck to the club till now cuz seriously i din bear to leave. New generation comes and gab widen between us. 6 generation comes and im the Great-Great-Great-Great-Grand Senior? i think so.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, here comes the 1st FB Production!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get to know more juniors(tho they do not know who am i), get to see a clearer pictures of some, learning more dope moves and getting sick of eating MacDonald everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Shit does happen. People getting injured, ache, emotional, stress, tears, technical problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the day, its FB's Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the last night of the Production, indeed, an emotional night.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, the first night when i saw the first genre performance, i was touched. Wetness filled my eye. Controlled.&lt;br /&gt;Its link me back to the first performance by my junior at the atrium. I was touched too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For tonight, i held back quite a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt the family bond is strong once again. As a 5Gs Senior, i see the club grows from the time i joined, its really affecting. Watching the photos on the screen brings back lots n lots of memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa thinking and decision to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Baby:&lt;br /&gt;Read your blog and i feel i haven been good. Family, Kb, Dance is what i cherish. Things doesnt comes easy to what i have with them. Things we been thru, encounter and achieve is meaningful. Sorry for neglecting u recently. Thanks for being understanding(tho sometimes still .. ..), care n concern, supportive, and to know my enthusiastic towards this dance production or rather this dance club. i cherish u, i hope things work out too. Loves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Getting too realistic and practical?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bad? in some sense, maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Once again, life goes on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Decision have to be made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Choice have to be chosen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Plans should be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What have i been doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Wasting my years away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What can i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Confusion rushes in again and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-1023198921697867631?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/1023198921697867631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/1023198921697867631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2008/12/emotional.html' title='Emotional'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-1613350969582157717</id><published>2008-12-14T04:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T04:47:40.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotion</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An Emotional Day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-1613350969582157717?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/1613350969582157717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/1613350969582157717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2008/12/emotion.html' title='Emotion'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-4879479943094325258</id><published>2008-09-09T01:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T01:51:23.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Its like 5 days to my birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;How will it be like? I don't know, just wait and see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Each year passes just like that, gaining another year older is indeed a difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Think back for the past 1 year, what have i been through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Some comes to my mind so clearly, some just faintly appear in my mind and some just can't get the picture to form up in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Some struggling moment, some happy moment, some touching moment and some "oh gosh, finally its over" moment, many many more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I wonder why sometimes i would think in such a way and why not like some other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Public Holiday is like just another holiday, my birthday is just another point of time to add 1 to my age. Damn... i think i just wasn't such a positive person in some ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Now i begin to wonder if i can still finish ACc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Im not in the mood to study anymore. Do i even need to do so? Confused but just continue since i started it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- i think for you, that's why i ask u for your opinion. Nothing is decided yet because i thought about you. However it end up still like this. i know you are still unhappy about it.  i wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Many a time i prompt you of what is going on? what are you thinking about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i don't want to guess so much. Its just make me think more and more and led to to some unknown answer. Your ignoring is really hard to bear.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SMVlr5bLk_I/AAAAAAAAAm4/vEiVpAre-qM/s1600-h/DSC02749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SMVlr5bLk_I/AAAAAAAAAm4/vEiVpAre-qM/s200/DSC02749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243709145966416882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"A Step At A Time And See Things Goes... ..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-4879479943094325258?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/4879479943094325258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/4879479943094325258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-day.html' title='Another day'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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/_0pImUW1WR8A/SMVlr5bLk_I/AAAAAAAAAm4/vEiVpAre-qM/s72-c/DSC02749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-914258211541455924</id><published>2008-08-27T05:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T05:12:20.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>early in the morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Baby is back to vietnam which means away from me for 7days. Its not a very long period of time but i missing her!&lt;br /&gt;Its the 4th day and 3 more days to go. Hopefully i can make it on time this saturday after my duty to fetch you. Im sorry that i cant send you off on Sunday due to the Army Half Marathon(AHM). Its really bad not to send you off and picking you up. I will try to make it k, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SLRxIUFLh5I/AAAAAAAAAmo/ikklf1G_2os/s1600-h/IMG_1532.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238936654182057874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SLRxIUFLh5I/AAAAAAAAAmo/ikklf1G_2os/s200/IMG_1532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 0430 in the morning, i was busy fixing something for my girl since 0200. Its something meaningful and its just worth all the effort putting into it by the two of us. Im glad that baby like the Bracelet i fix for you tho i find its still kinda plain. I will fix the butterfly for you when you return k!! Nothing bad will be happening, its just that the quality of the butterfly is BAD!! Get rid of those thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet my Primary school friend just now after getting home from dance. So yea, went for supper and chat up. He has been doing really well, earning one the average of 5k per month, what do you think? Maybe he really was in luck to get into such company. Its really the first time i met up with a primary schol mates since PLSE!! Holy cow, that was how long ago man... Nice catching up anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since..(aint sure when), my weekly schedule has been a routine.&lt;br /&gt;Monday and Thursday - Night class, 1845 - 2215.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday and Friday - Dance Pactice.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Morning till 4pm - Dance Practice.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, saturday night and Sunday will be sharing among my beloved gf, friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;But of course my girl have the Priority. lolXx..???&lt;br /&gt;And yes got to include work on weekdays, 0800 to 1730, plus 2 duties, sometimes OT and extra manning on weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I hardly got time for myself as you can see. SOmetimes i wish i can just stay at home and slack.&lt;br /&gt;But like period of time like now, without bb beside me, i get lonely..&lt;br /&gt;ARrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh.................ROAR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wait then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my licence on a very nice day, 22nd of August. Its 7th month for us and its ah gong birthday and a great day we had wit my love tho the fireworks was dissapointing.. Lotsa thanks to my very nice colleuge for lending me his car for practice!! HaHa.. Kept smiling after passing! BB i gonna drive you around and round and round - cuz sure get lost somewhere!! lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my poor kun ge, still struggling to get out of the break-up. YES, i admit he does get irritating for keeping asking the same few question over times, asking questions that "how the hell i will know the answer", but i cant leave him alone when he needed someone. I can only try to help and advise and getting sense into him. I got Sara, not just my kB brothers Eh. lolXx.. My girl kept end up saying i "dating" some guys!! HAHa.. SO Adorable..&lt;br /&gt;Im Straight UH!!! uHUhHuHUHUhUhUHuHUhUHuhUhuhU............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 49days since ah gong left us..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i better give in to the zzz monster right now!!&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, my girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SLRxI2joCNI/AAAAAAAAAmw/N-xJ4iBA94o/s1600-h/IMG_1420.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238936663436560594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SLRxI2joCNI/AAAAAAAAAmw/N-xJ4iBA94o/s200/IMG_1420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-914258211541455924?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/914258211541455924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/914258211541455924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2008/08/early-in-morning_27.html' title='early in the morning'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SLRxIUFLh5I/AAAAAAAAAmo/ikklf1G_2os/s72-c/IMG_1532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-2440292236992851608</id><published>2008-08-03T20:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T21:09:16.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darkstories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;At times i feel like just leaving the urban city and stay in the mountain or some Ulu island. Simple and carefree of lifestyle. Maybe many 10 years down the road that might happen. Lolx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Who to trust who not to, u never know, i never expect. So see how it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What to say, what not to speak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Relationship which went through hardship for almost half a decade can be gone just with a simple reason. Relationship that started out in a unbelieving way might turn out to be a good end also. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Problems comes and goes and even stays. Sometimes its out of your reach, out of your controls. There is nothing you can do. Sometimes, even when you have the control, you have got no idea what to do about it. Putting you at a loss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes, a foolish thinking of getting away from all these and to stay in some unknown place. Just a way of getting away. Just like lying on the clouds having sun tanning  or floating in the middle of the ocean. Random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Shall the truth unveil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Shall the Sorrow and Unfairness be regain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Shall the Lies and Untold be expose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Shall the Culprit stand out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Thou should not know should not be known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SJWsIaWF6fI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/bFgGWRhfxu4/s1600-h/Untitled-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SJWsIaWF6fI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/bFgGWRhfxu4/s200/Untitled-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230275802771614194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-2440292236992851608?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/2440292236992851608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/2440292236992851608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2008/08/darkstories.html' title='Darkstories.'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SJWsIaWF6fI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/bFgGWRhfxu4/s72-c/Untitled-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-3785845013748494707</id><published>2008-08-03T15:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T21:13:43.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freak Like Me!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SJWusoDuopI/AAAAAAAAAmY/CKhZdxT5Qn8/s1600-h/400x120_darkknight_2a.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SJWusoDuopI/AAAAAAAAAmY/CKhZdxT5Qn8/s200/400x120_darkknight_2a.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230278623951233682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would prefer them titled it The Joker or something.&lt;br /&gt;Its seem like the Joker is more like the main character comparing to that Batman.&lt;br /&gt;I still prefer the Joker role....&lt;br /&gt;Heath legder...Indeed, bringing out the Joker out from the Comic World..&lt;br /&gt;I guess i wont be used to the next one taking up the Joker Role. Unless he is really good too..&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P Heath...&lt;br /&gt;I feel like watching the show one more time tho..loLXx....&lt;br /&gt;Why So serious!~!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SJWutGahFQI/AAAAAAAAAmg/UoKa5s09ROc/s1600-h/tdk_intl_joker_5x8bnr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SJWutGahFQI/AAAAAAAAAmg/UoKa5s09ROc/s200/tdk_intl_joker_5x8bnr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230278632099878146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice Show! Nice Character!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Joker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-3785845013748494707?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/3785845013748494707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/3785845013748494707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2008/08/freak-like-me.html' title='Freak Like Me!!'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SJWusoDuopI/AAAAAAAAAmY/CKhZdxT5Qn8/s72-c/400x120_darkknight_2a.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-6896976000861112790</id><published>2008-07-25T00:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T21:10:22.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SIiqAnpGpzI/AAAAAAAAAlg/5CayKU28z7o/s1600-h/IMG_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SIiqAnpGpzI/AAAAAAAAAlg/5CayKU28z7o/s200/IMG_0234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226614295181567794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Here's our 6th Anni Dinner..&lt;br /&gt;Cool design uh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SIip_JiBR0I/AAAAAAAAAlA/HIXTkZEoi6U/s1600-h/IMG_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SIip_JiBR0I/AAAAAAAAAlA/HIXTkZEoi6U/s200/IMG_0191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226614269918922562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-Ma Maison-&lt;br /&gt;The restaurant ambience was alright, deco was not bad and the food was only average i can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SIip_qvsP8I/AAAAAAAAAlI/-yRrMTYFF1Q/s1600-h/IMG_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SIip_qvsP8I/AAAAAAAAAlI/-yRrMTYFF1Q/s200/IMG_0176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226614278834634690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SIip_xk2JcI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/dhuvB5i6Nhc/s1600-h/IMG_0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SIip_xk2JcI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/dhuvB5i6Nhc/s200/IMG_0182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226614280668194242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SIiqAbQNHnI/AAAAAAAAAlY/iWeeqS2pTdY/s1600-h/IMG_0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SIiqAbQNHnI/AAAAAAAAAlY/iWeeqS2pTdY/s200/IMG_0183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226614291855908466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only ordered 3 dishes but its actually quite filling, maybe the curry rice actually make me feel quite sick after eating 3 quart of it..&lt;br /&gt;Some photos at the weird dating venue while waiting for the movie, Dark Knight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SIisEp6s_dI/AAAAAAAAAlo/VauWWnYgq80/s1600-h/IMG_0207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SIisEp6s_dI/AAAAAAAAAlo/VauWWnYgq80/s200/IMG_0207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226616563534986706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SmileXx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SIisE5Ys4AI/AAAAAAAAAlw/DBoLywu5G1I/s1600-h/IMG_0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SIisE5Ys4AI/AAAAAAAAAlw/DBoLywu5G1I/s200/IMG_0209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226616567687340034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SIisFbFNjsI/AAAAAAAAAl4/i5d8gRZzE-w/s1600-h/IMG_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SIisFbFNjsI/AAAAAAAAAl4/i5d8gRZzE-w/s200/IMG_0208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226616576732401346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SIisFpCwLEI/AAAAAAAAAmA/egTAOL6ii4U/s1600-h/IMG_0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SIisFpCwLEI/AAAAAAAAAmA/egTAOL6ii4U/s200/IMG_0228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226616580480183362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sara looks so sweet right!&lt;br /&gt;Took some neo prints too and its nice...&lt;br /&gt;Weee...&lt;br /&gt;but i only have got neoprints so too bad then..&lt;br /&gt;Its Half a Year...&lt;br /&gt;Its seem so fast..&lt;br /&gt;So many shit happen in between...&lt;br /&gt;but its turning back on the right track now uh..&lt;br /&gt;Sweet memo shall be creating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... im tired and sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;Day at work and night in school..&lt;br /&gt;Part time isnt easy ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitex.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-6896976000861112790?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6896976000861112790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6896976000861112790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2008/07/heres-our-6th-anni-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SIiqAnpGpzI/AAAAAAAAAlg/5CayKU28z7o/s72-c/IMG_0234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-5793157742693924763</id><published>2008-07-22T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T02:11:00.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recently</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 month have been a really bad and hectic one. For me and my girl, Sara.&lt;br /&gt;There was so many things happening at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Its tiring, its lost, its trapped in the middle, its helpless.&lt;br /&gt;Which should i handle first? which should i set as prority? What should i do next?&lt;br /&gt;Its only possible for me to be a 1 place at any 1 time.&lt;br /&gt;Hospital/work/sara/chalet/driving test/sickness/ah gong/family/studies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chalet - its not a friend chalet, its a last min R.O.M planning/help out for my bro for my late gong..&lt;br /&gt;In the end, my late ah gong left us.&lt;br /&gt;Its been such a torturing period of time for him and unbearable pain for us to see. Being helpless and nothing much we can do, but to stay by him, helping him, taking good care of him..&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i miss him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years back, our house and grdparent house is just a road apart, and its almost every night we will go to grdparent house. then after some years we move over and stay with them for around 10 years plus too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i grow older, we actually seldom had any conversation with ah gong but still i respect him somewhere in my heart. i know he dotes alot on we, 3 bros and i think we haven been a very good grand children. its so regretful when seeing him in that stage. the least i can do is to help him whatever i can when he in that stage. Staying up till late to watch over him cuz seriously i dun trust those maids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the image of him on the bed still stuck to my head, the moans and struggle still clear in my ears, his helpless looks and under morphine treatment hurts everyone of us. but there's nothing else we can do but trying to comfort him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time experience that someone so close to me passed away.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling suck till no words could describe.&lt;br /&gt;its helpless when it happen.&lt;br /&gt;after settling it, everything still have to go on.&lt;br /&gt;the path is still there to continue the journey.&lt;br /&gt;everyone back to their position and lives goes on too.&lt;br /&gt;but memories will always be there within us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry for not being a good grandson.&lt;br /&gt;we will take care of ah ma.&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P ah gong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, sorry for those period of time i wasnt with you. i believe u know whats going on around me.&lt;br /&gt;there's really too many things to be done by me, as a grdson, as a son, as a brother, as a NG's member, as a military personnel, as a bf.&lt;br /&gt;at least now, more or less matters have been settled, i will spend more time with u k..im sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How important kinship is.&lt;br /&gt;How important time is.&lt;br /&gt;How important money is.&lt;br /&gt;How important to cherish someone beofre its too late.&lt;br /&gt;How important to weigh whats is more important.&lt;br /&gt;and alot more.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope my studies will do well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah ma, take care of ur health..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum and dad, watch out for ur health..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat bro, have a happy marriage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dex bro, take care in NS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j0n, live well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, stay happy and smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-5793157742693924763?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5793157742693924763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5793157742693924763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2008/07/recently.html' title='recently'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-5671083781192576755</id><published>2008-06-13T01:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T01:27:28.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been so long.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi people, im back.&lt;br /&gt;Have been so lazy to update any thing much.&lt;br /&gt;Aint gona say anything much tho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been enough and i just suck totally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SFFb4KutQrI/AAAAAAAAAkg/vQSpS2euTwA/s1600-h/DSC02225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SFFb4KutQrI/AAAAAAAAAkg/vQSpS2euTwA/s200/DSC02225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211047264355435186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SFFb5BijGhI/AAAAAAAAAk4/vMwfAj8b4Go/s1600-h/DSC02237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SFFb5BijGhI/AAAAAAAAAk4/vMwfAj8b4Go/s200/DSC02237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211047279068387858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum n dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SFFb4uP2GgI/AAAAAAAAAko/e9lUqF4L3vA/s1600-h/DSC02211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SFFb4uP2GgI/AAAAAAAAAko/e9lUqF4L3vA/s200/DSC02211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211047273889667586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SFFb49k5lxI/AAAAAAAAAkw/dqnjqXuQBD8/s1600-h/DSC02249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SFFb49k5lxI/AAAAAAAAAkw/dqnjqXuQBD8/s200/DSC02249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211047278004508434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-5671083781192576755?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5671083781192576755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5671083781192576755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-been-so-long.html' title='It&apos;s been so long.'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/SFFb4KutQrI/AAAAAAAAAkg/vQSpS2euTwA/s72-c/DSC02225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-2100003281808888337</id><published>2008-02-19T12:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T12:33:20.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Just a urge to talk about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the kB that i had?&lt;br /&gt;The gang isn't there as like before.&lt;br /&gt;I guess its just the different path we have to go as we grow.&lt;br /&gt;9 years ago we were still a kid hanging around secondary school,&lt;br /&gt;going grandlink for lan-gaming, walk around in town aimlessly,&lt;br /&gt;having long john silver for like every meal, having cup noodles by the road side,&lt;br /&gt;doing 'i don't know what' thru the night somewhere in singapore, going party world like nobody's business, etc.&lt;br /&gt;There's just so much more to be listed out if i want to.&lt;br /&gt;Present.&lt;br /&gt;The few of us went into different path of life.&lt;br /&gt;Heading towards individual dreams and goals if there's any.&lt;br /&gt;Basically busy with their lives.&lt;br /&gt;I guess its really the growing up that changes it.&lt;br /&gt;However i know these people will be there for me, Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends that used to confide in me have left for others.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i ain't the way i am?&lt;br /&gt;Guess its the distance between.&lt;br /&gt;I ain't too sure either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the hunks, babe and the in-between?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seem to disappear.&lt;br /&gt;Sms,msn ain't like before.&lt;br /&gt;There's reply, there's none.&lt;br /&gt;Its dissapointing.&lt;br /&gt;Or is it just something about me?&lt;br /&gt;I ain't too sure either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get some sleep right now after a night of duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves, Sara.&lt;br /&gt;Loves, kB.&lt;br /&gt;Loves, Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-2100003281808888337?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/2100003281808888337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/2100003281808888337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2008/02/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-3612557112879926611</id><published>2007-12-25T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T17:23:10.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave Day -6- 25/12/07 (Tuesday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave Day -6- 25/12/07 (Tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home still, blogging back for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i will be home for the whole day again which i hope not la..&lt;br /&gt;Lets see how it goes then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-3612557112879926611?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/3612557112879926611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/3612557112879926611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/12/leave-day-6-251207-tuesday.html' title='Leave Day -6- 25/12/07 (Tuesday)'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-9190039797530013387</id><published>2007-12-25T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T17:23:57.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave Day -5- 24/12/07 (Monday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave Day -5- 24/12/07 (Monday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the Eve of Xmas!!&lt;br /&gt;There's ain't really any Festi mood for me tho.&lt;br /&gt;Even the plans at night is last minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Just cant seem to get anyone man, making the whole Xmas so pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Lonely Xmas another year..Buddies with their gfs..&lt;br /&gt;damn sadded-ing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went all the way to Clementi for Jeremy's BBQ, Thanks for the invite!!&lt;br /&gt;Have been eating like all the fish type over there, but it taste great yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, end up at BQ Access Room again after that. Have been going there like so often man ..lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, the conclusion is that, counting down in a pub is not fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;Even when counting down, its like "Oh OKay... Merry Xmas.." There's goes all the spray which after sometimes makes you feel saffocation!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superstitious Girl!&lt;br /&gt;Finally after 12, we exchange present (Sherlyn and me), have promise to exchange present like a month ago.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;I guess u really like the present so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the necklace too!! Thanks You SO much!!&lt;br /&gt;n where's the kisses huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DGeMtUsTI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/5ZaxzomfWeA/s1600-h/DSC01261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DGeMtUsTI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/5ZaxzomfWeA/s200/DSC01261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147832596194177330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DGectUsUI/AAAAAAAAAjY/kpBTpc3CGYo/s1600-h/DSC01264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DGectUsUI/AAAAAAAAAjY/kpBTpc3CGYo/s200/DSC01264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147832600489144642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DGestUsVI/AAAAAAAAAjg/KYfoI1CkAyU/s1600-h/DSC01263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DGestUsVI/AAAAAAAAAjg/KYfoI1CkAyU/s200/DSC01263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147832604784111954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dont feel like typing so much.. juz check out the photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DKkctUsWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/28tsMXn2eWY/s1600-h/DSC01260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DKkctUsWI/AAAAAAAAAjo/28tsMXn2eWY/s200/DSC01260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147837101614870882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DKkstUsXI/AAAAAAAAAjw/Chxx710QwR4/s1600-h/DSC01268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DKkstUsXI/AAAAAAAAAjw/Chxx710QwR4/s200/DSC01268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147837105909838194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DKk8tUsYI/AAAAAAAAAj4/9hy1qy8sneE/s1600-h/DSC01270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DKk8tUsYI/AAAAAAAAAj4/9hy1qy8sneE/s200/DSC01270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147837110204805506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DKlMtUsZI/AAAAAAAAAkA/wDC961jIt30/s1600-h/DSC01267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DKlMtUsZI/AAAAAAAAAkA/wDC961jIt30/s200/DSC01267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147837114499772818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DKlctUsaI/AAAAAAAAAkI/3OpQglRzWc8/s1600-h/DSC01272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DKlctUsaI/AAAAAAAAAkI/3OpQglRzWc8/s200/DSC01272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147837118794740130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DLKctUsbI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/H0r5S1UQcAc/s1600-h/DSC01279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DLKctUsbI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/H0r5S1UQcAc/s200/DSC01279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147837754449899954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DLKstUscI/AAAAAAAAAkY/9ONCmVxmaNM/s1600-h/DSC01275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DLKstUscI/AAAAAAAAAkY/9ONCmVxmaNM/s200/DSC01275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147837758744867266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-9190039797530013387?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/9190039797530013387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/9190039797530013387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/12/leave-day-5-241207-monday.html' title='Leave Day -5- 24/12/07 (Monday)'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DGeMtUsTI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/5ZaxzomfWeA/s72-c/DSC01261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-4796788599965248687</id><published>2007-12-25T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T17:24:39.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave Day -4- 23/12/07 (Sunday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave Day -4- 23/12/07 (Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im Home For the Entire Day Man!!!&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;Got onto the net since i woke up and all the way till i went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends! friends! friends!&lt;br /&gt;I have friends! but why it seem hard to find someone out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-4796788599965248687?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/4796788599965248687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/4796788599965248687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/12/leave-day-4-231207-sunday.html' title='Leave Day -4- 23/12/07 (Sunday)'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-4139034197825597926</id><published>2007-12-25T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T17:25:13.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave Day -3- 22/12/07 (Saturday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave Day -3- 22/12/07 (Saturday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cant really Remember again)&lt;br /&gt;Access Room again..&lt;br /&gt;Ya..this time round is boring even there's quite afew of us..&lt;br /&gt;Me Kai Qinhai Joey Jo Wayne Leong..&lt;br /&gt;Still, its bored..&lt;br /&gt;People,please tell what else can we do at night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom fills me.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be that way isn't a bad thing to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;But to be out with these friend is sometimes a unhappy experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-4139034197825597926?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/4139034197825597926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/4139034197825597926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/12/leave-day-3-221207-saturday.html' title='Leave Day -3- 22/12/07 (Saturday)'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-6866000786184552750</id><published>2007-12-25T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T17:25:39.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave Day -2- 21/12/07 (Friday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave Day -2- 21/12/07 (Friday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cant really Remember)&lt;br /&gt;I went to Access Room and BeBe was there too working as the party girl..&lt;br /&gt;By the time she left for home, she's already so drunk.. Tsktsk..&lt;br /&gt;Ya...Its was actually a fun night but i cant remember what has happen eh..&lt;br /&gt;Its not im drunk but just bad memory i guess..&lt;br /&gt;lolxx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expect what you unexpect.&lt;br /&gt;People changes.&lt;br /&gt;You never know what he/she may becomes in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; You never know what you, yourself will becomes either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-6866000786184552750?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6866000786184552750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6866000786184552750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/12/leave-day-2-211207-friday.html' title='Leave Day -2- 21/12/07 (Friday)'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-6076361949804290691</id><published>2007-12-25T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T17:26:06.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave Day -1- 20/12/07 (Thursday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave Day -1- 20/12/07 (Thursday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Joey and Eunice for steamboat dinner somewhere at selegie where they provide badie bad bad service. I know its their business tactic but it's really irritating when you order a plate of meat from them and took them 15mins to finally serve it..!! Just simply pissed..!!&lt;br /&gt;However its quite a enjoyable dinner. I wonder why im so Idiotic at the dinner, ending up we juz keep laughing.. Not to forget bout the Umbrella Woman!! LoLXx.. Eek...&lt;br /&gt;Went off to meet Gabriel at Dbl 0 after that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai Officially becomes the PaPa's Boy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goes MOS again as places like Zouk and DBl 0 just unsuitable for us.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore coming to the last choice which is MOS then. But end up its still quite fun over there.. HaHa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the PaPa's Boy, Gab and i was slacking at this bridge and there's a cat accompany us..lolXxx..We even took pictures together k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DGdstUsRI/AAAAAAAAAjA/yP_SOtb0jcE/s1600-h/DSC01253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DGdstUsRI/AAAAAAAAAjA/yP_SOtb0jcE/s200/DSC01253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147832587604242706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DGd8tUsSI/AAAAAAAAAjI/eXzdjKc7c9Y/s1600-h/DSC01257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DGd8tUsSI/AAAAAAAAAjI/eXzdjKc7c9Y/s200/DSC01257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147832591899210018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memory lingers around tho time have been passing all this while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-6076361949804290691?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6076361949804290691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6076361949804290691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/12/leave-day-1-201207-thursday.html' title='Leave Day -1- 20/12/07 (Thursday)'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R3DGdstUsRI/AAAAAAAAAjA/yP_SOtb0jcE/s72-c/DSC01253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-8196185476479324591</id><published>2007-12-24T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T16:40:00.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologize</title><content type='html'>&lt;center style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm holding on your rope&lt;br /&gt;Got me ten feet off the ground&lt;br /&gt;And I'm hearing what you say&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't make a sound&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that you need me&lt;br /&gt;Then you go and cut me down&lt;br /&gt;But wait...&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;Didn't think I'd turn around and say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you&lt;br /&gt;And I need you like a heart needs a beat&lt;br /&gt;(But that's nothing new)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved you with a fire red, now it's turning blue&lt;br /&gt;And you say&lt;br /&gt;Sorry like the angel heaven let me think was you&lt;br /&gt;But I'm afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;Woahooo woah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, a yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding on your rope&lt;br /&gt;Got me ten feet off the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-8196185476479324591?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8196185476479324591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8196185476479324591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/12/apologize.html' title='Apologize'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-3524671248725412064</id><published>2007-12-20T05:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T06:37:42.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave Day -1-</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 0541am&lt;br /&gt;Location: Home&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Nothing Much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, i just have to admit i have a "Face Of Beng".&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from MOS and somehow felt insulted!!&lt;br /&gt;Am dancing(more like standing) in the dance floor and the main light just went on.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like its time they are closing already(0415am), every rush for the exit as if there's fire there. Since my position was so far in, friends and i wait for the crowd to disperse. After awhile, things doesn't seem right because the crowd simply didn't move at all and then the ANSWER came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A PO(Police Officer) walk pass.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, its a raid.&lt;br /&gt;Its the first time i experience LightsOn in MOS.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can be done so i just continue pushing against the wall by the DJ and took some photos~ Haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R2mS3FXl1vI/AAAAAAAAAiA/HmLmIOnwrFE/s1600-h/DSC01229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R2mS3FXl1vI/AAAAAAAAAiA/HmLmIOnwrFE/s200/DSC01229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145805524279088882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(That guy in singlet somehow just irritates me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R2mS3VXl1wI/AAAAAAAAAiI/O4qsXhxy_iY/s1600-h/DSC01230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R2mS3VXl1wI/AAAAAAAAAiI/O4qsXhxy_iY/s200/DSC01230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145805528574056194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after i took this 2 photos, 2 PO came to me:&lt;br /&gt;PO: "Can You Please Come With Me?"&lt;br /&gt;j0n: "Erm.... ok..." (What The F**K? Can I Say No?)&lt;br /&gt;So ya, follow them and went to Queue Up along with those "Specially Selected" fellows. Took my IC and i just continue standing there.&lt;br /&gt;Asking me to declare any sharp object, turn me around and started to "touch" me!!&lt;br /&gt;Body check i mean..Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Old PO then came to me:&lt;br /&gt;Old PO: "Name?" (Looking Away)&lt;br /&gt;j0n: "Jonathan" (relax)&lt;br /&gt;Old PO: "What You Working As?" (Still Looking Away)&lt;br /&gt;j0n: "NS...A Regular.." (still relax)&lt;br /&gt;Old PO: "As What?"(Looking Away Still)&lt;br /&gt;j0n: "Technician"&lt;br /&gt;Old PO: "Which Camp?"(Finally Look At Me)&lt;br /&gt;j0n: "CAB"&lt;br /&gt;Old PO: "You Can Have This Kinda HairStyle Huh!?" (Looking At Me)&lt;br /&gt;j0n: "No..But i Clearing Leave Now" (Abit Yaya.. HaHa!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Old PO: *Stares*&lt;br /&gt;j0n: (Blanks / Waiting For His Next Qns...)&lt;br /&gt;Old PO: "What Your Rank Now?"&lt;br /&gt;j0n: "2SGT"&lt;br /&gt;Old PO: "Army Right? So You Know What Is Serang-diri(Stand Straight) Right?"&lt;br /&gt;j0n: "Errr Ya..." (Wondering Why Sucha A Qns...)&lt;br /&gt;Old PO: "So Can You Stand Properly? Show Some Respect? "&lt;br /&gt;j0n: "Orh.." (Haha What The F**K......)&lt;br /&gt;Old PO: (Walks Off...)&lt;br /&gt;j0n: (NaBei...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;br /&gt;When i join the Queue and answering his questions, i was in this position...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R2mS3lXl1xI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/IJ-zqNOT5lA/s1600-h/DSC01246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R2mS3lXl1xI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/IJ-zqNOT5lA/s200/DSC01246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145805532869023506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then change to this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R2mS31Xl1yI/AAAAAAAAAiY/PGE7F2xYel4/s1600-h/DSC01247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R2mS31Xl1yI/AAAAAAAAAiY/PGE7F2xYel4/s200/DSC01247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145805537163990818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;damn...&lt;br /&gt;I can only say they are simply KUAI-LAN.&lt;br /&gt;One after another came to ask if i got tattoo not.&lt;br /&gt;Can't they communicate?? How many times you want to ask??&lt;br /&gt;So after waiting and waiting, gotten back my IC and went off. (PUI!~~~)&lt;br /&gt;A few of them was taken back to question don't know what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join them back for awhile and went home lo.. (Am Hungry!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 of leave, its boring.&lt;br /&gt;I went for haircut and yup 2 weeks of leave so got some lines by the side of the head.(Guess these few lines got me to be "Specially Selected" too..)&lt;br /&gt;Here Are Some Photos...HehehE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R2maGFXl1zI/AAAAAAAAAig/zS2s9Hsg1NI/s1600-h/DSC01231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R2maGFXl1zI/AAAAAAAAAig/zS2s9Hsg1NI/s200/DSC01231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145813478558521138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R2maHFXl10I/AAAAAAAAAio/N21dOFgzl70/s1600-h/DSC01234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R2maHFXl10I/AAAAAAAAAio/N21dOFgzl70/s200/DSC01234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145813495738390338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R2maHVXl11I/AAAAAAAAAiw/JZoY47wMJKc/s1600-h/DSC01240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R2maHVXl11I/AAAAAAAAAiw/JZoY47wMJKc/s200/DSC01240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145813500033357650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R2maIlXl12I/AAAAAAAAAi4/rv4pMOhg0Gw/s1600-h/DSC01249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R2maIlXl12I/AAAAAAAAAi4/rv4pMOhg0Gw/s200/DSC01249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145813521508194146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Im Clearing Leave!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Im Shy so Date Me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;wahahahhahaha~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im Hungry and Tired!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Should i eat or sleep first??&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;I shall think about it on the bed after i off the laptop.&lt;br /&gt;Haha..I will sure fall asleep la!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok..Eat first then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haixx.. Ah Beng Face going to sleep le..&lt;br /&gt;NIteE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there something wrong between?&lt;br /&gt;i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will my leave be?&lt;br /&gt;I guess its going to be a boring one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love mum!&lt;br /&gt;I ain't no mummy boy, and its doesn't have to be one to love mum!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really got ah beng face ar??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-3524671248725412064?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/3524671248725412064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/3524671248725412064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/12/leave-day-1.html' title='Leave Day -1-'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R2mS3FXl1vI/AAAAAAAAAiA/HmLmIOnwrFE/s72-c/DSC01229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-1989567871989591467</id><published>2007-12-12T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T23:49:19.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a course at RedHill in the morning till 1630 plus..&lt;br /&gt;then struggle to go home/movie/camp for steamboat...&lt;br /&gt;in the end i chose to go back camp while waiting for sher reply instead of going home cuz its bored too la.. so well end up in camp and end up no movie cuz i guess she had a really tired day of work..&lt;br /&gt;kai jio to go zouk or BQ but in the end i still go home..All the waiting and eating in camp make me so tired..dun even feel like blogging actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess it will be a early night for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood was normal today till i read something..&lt;br /&gt;How come it does affect me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont wana think so much la...&lt;br /&gt;i just dun understand ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-1989567871989591467?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/1989567871989591467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/1989567871989591467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/12/went-for-course-at-redhill-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-1347120738177765388</id><published>2007-12-09T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T13:57:11.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant sleep yet again.. i slept only at 5 plus and 8 plus i woke up please!! From then   i got knock out once in a awhile till 10plus &amp;amp; i gave up.. End up walking around in the kitchen chatting with mum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haixx.. Why i juz cant slp man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Din club for like 3 weekS!! yest went to MOS milkshake - it suck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pause for like 5 mins after typing the previous line. i thought i have alot to say?&lt;br /&gt;but well nothing comes to my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AlriteXx... crap then..&lt;br /&gt;saw that woman..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1uAhjvt7GI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Ndzf3xUX3W4/s1600-h/DSC01095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1uAhjvt7GI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Ndzf3xUX3W4/s200/DSC01095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141844713592974434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this pic was taken while taking a shelter at a bus stop near my place during the pour..loLXx..this woman is the most digusting one la!!!! staying my block..&lt;br /&gt;i really cant stand her man..&lt;br /&gt;Digging her freaking nose like nobody business in front of you... Damn Shit...&lt;br /&gt;And her eyebrow is the most horrible one.. Yup its tattoo like some others but hers is..... i dunoe, just terrible..&lt;br /&gt;im sorry i know im not being nice saying all this kinda things about others.. but im bored la and she happen to be in the pic..lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she is really god damn disgusting irk-ing one..&lt;br /&gt;there you go tempted-to-punch right in her face....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*RoAR puKe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melon Time!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1uCgTvt7HI/AAAAAAAAAho/aoTr4kPgZko/s1600-h/melon1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1uCgTvt7HI/AAAAAAAAAho/aoTr4kPgZko/s200/melon1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141846891141393522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1uCgjvt7II/AAAAAAAAAhw/uQnOuLFM2KM/s1600-h/melon2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1uCgjvt7II/AAAAAAAAAhw/uQnOuLFM2KM/s200/melon2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141846895436360834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1uCgzvt7JI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Ku09AjNlBs8/s1600-h/melon6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1uCgzvt7JI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Ku09AjNlBs8/s200/melon6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141846899731328146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite.. the other went grocery-ing with mum and i bought this watermelon back..&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY, i got my wish come true!!&lt;br /&gt;Whahaha..... Which is to dig from the half melon!!!&lt;br /&gt;lolXx.. Its was fun k but ya it was really so filling due to the juicinesss!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya that's all..................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be back when i got things to share..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBB Blogger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-1347120738177765388?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/1347120738177765388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/1347120738177765388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/12/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1uAhjvt7GI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Ndzf3xUX3W4/s72-c/DSC01095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-6342955009608532483</id><published>2007-12-08T07:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T07:16:47.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody Cab And Fuckers</title><content type='html'>&lt;center style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sorry for all the following statements!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can all the cab please for goodness sake switch their LED light to "BUSY" or off it when u arent going to fetch anybody!!!&lt;br /&gt;This is really fucking irritating when u tried to held a cab and he doesn't stop for you and in the end u realize there's fetching a passenger!!!! its really !@#$%^&amp;amp;*. Especially when you have waited for so long for one cab and you thought u could finally get one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let the rest know about it.. Is it that difficult!!!????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe it is faulty or something... but what?? You think i care??@!!!! its your fucking job to service it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn the next one who gonna do this to me, im sure gonna complain about it!!!&lt;br /&gt;You better dun let me remember ur Car Plate Number, You Fuckers~~!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND~!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fucking indian who who right in front of me and get the cab!!&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to ignore me and fuck off to where you going??!!!&lt;br /&gt;Im sure the driver see my heaven MIDDLE FINGER pointing at you, fuck up black..&lt;br /&gt;The driver slow down when he pass by me!!! You just turn away huh!!!&lt;br /&gt;Grant you a fucking serious stiff neck!!!! !@#$%^&amp;amp;*(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-6342955009608532483?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6342955009608532483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6342955009608532483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/12/bloody-cab-and-fuckers.html' title='Bloody Cab And Fuckers'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-1559744872593385416</id><published>2007-12-04T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T20:49:52.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;center style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; At One Degree Fifteen &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VEpjvt6vI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Y4HhHv6Dhfo/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VEpjvt6vI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Y4HhHv6Dhfo/s200/DSC00019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140090030473997042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VEqTvt6wI/AAAAAAAAAew/WkPlKbNV8ME/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VEqTvt6wI/AAAAAAAAAew/WkPlKbNV8ME/s200/DSC00022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140090043358898946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; In The Club &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VEqjvt6xI/AAAAAAAAAe4/3SC8X1sWrsQ/s1600-h/DSC01070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VEqjvt6xI/AAAAAAAAAe4/3SC8X1sWrsQ/s200/DSC01070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140090047653866258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VErDvt6yI/AAAAAAAAAfA/O9BS-qkTY5s/s1600-h/DSC01068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VErDvt6yI/AAAAAAAAAfA/O9BS-qkTY5s/s200/DSC01068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140090056243800866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VErTvt6zI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ugdbNQIrC4g/s1600-h/DSC00016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VErTvt6zI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ugdbNQIrC4g/s200/DSC00016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140090060538768178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VGNjvt60I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Yw6YueZaKW8/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VGNjvt60I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Yw6YueZaKW8/s200/DSC00050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140091748460915522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VGNzvt61I/AAAAAAAAAfY/AOMvh83Ie3M/s1600-h/DSC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VGNzvt61I/AAAAAAAAAfY/AOMvh83Ie3M/s200/DSC00051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140091752755882834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VGOTvt62I/AAAAAAAAAfg/DiblPa4oTIM/s1600-h/DSC01071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VGOTvt62I/AAAAAAAAAfg/DiblPa4oTIM/s200/DSC01071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140091761345817442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VGOzvt63I/AAAAAAAAAfo/bk00gxxRUok/s1600-h/DSC00057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VGOzvt63I/AAAAAAAAAfo/bk00gxxRUok/s200/DSC00057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140091769935752050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VGPjvt64I/AAAAAAAAAfw/QdGd5iBSwIw/s1600-h/DSC00064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VGPjvt64I/AAAAAAAAAfw/QdGd5iBSwIw/s200/DSC00064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140091782820653954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; Nick's Bdae &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VH5jvt65I/AAAAAAAAAf4/_oxHNXEAaNI/s1600-h/NickJon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VH5jvt65I/AAAAAAAAAf4/_oxHNXEAaNI/s200/NickJon.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140093603886787474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VKOjvt7DI/AAAAAAAAAhI/DIMADvECGUA/s1600-h/DSC01209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VKOjvt7DI/AAAAAAAAAhI/DIMADvECGUA/s200/DSC01209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140096163687296050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VH6Dvt66I/AAAAAAAAAgA/mU7Q4OT_Hn0/s1600-h/NickJon2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VH6Dvt66I/AAAAAAAAAgA/mU7Q4OT_Hn0/s200/NickJon2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140093612476722082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; Random Me &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VH6Tvt67I/AAAAAAAAAgI/ZuvPoDoIHMI/s1600-h/DSC01056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VH6Tvt67I/AAAAAAAAAgI/ZuvPoDoIHMI/s200/DSC01056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140093616771689394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VH6zvt68I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/1RcEwnuRcjw/s1600-h/DSC01057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VH6zvt68I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/1RcEwnuRcjw/s200/DSC01057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140093625361624002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VH7Tvt69I/AAAAAAAAAgY/ty2TS9tx3JM/s1600-h/DSC01075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VJUjvt7BI/AAAAAAAAAg4/psejCMPDZo4/s200/DSC01189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140095167254883346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VJWTvt7CI/AAAAAAAAAhA/_7UX0S3VQEQ/s1600-h/DSC01201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VJWTvt7CI/AAAAAAAAAhA/_7UX0S3VQEQ/s200/DSC01201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140095197319654434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simply to say i just lazy to blog so just upload some random pictures which helping ah ma to break her tablet into half...Zzz.. feel like i will just doze off s soon i lie down anywhere!!! *Yawn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night i slept around 10pm but i still feel tired today, i wonder why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot what i wana say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly...&lt;br /&gt;i still type so much...&lt;br /&gt;Whahahaha~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-1559744872593385416?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/1559744872593385416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/1559744872593385416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/12/random-pics.html' title='random pics'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/R1VEpjvt6vI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Y4HhHv6Dhfo/s72-c/DSC00019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-6629795627284904869</id><published>2007-12-02T05:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T05:50:49.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;center style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Alrite... its 5 am plus in the morning and i just got back from party world in town..&lt;br /&gt;Am slacking at the coke lounge while waiting aimlessly for this fool (haha!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;just when i was about to give up waiting and go home i saw my poly classmate!!!&lt;br /&gt;it been ages since i last seen them man, some even since grad k!!!&lt;br /&gt;so end up k-ing with them(ALL NO FORM TO SING!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that went for the O sch Recital!!&lt;br /&gt;Gin!! Ben!! Ur really improve alot..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that??&lt;br /&gt;no more... i was at home sleeping till 5 pm plus k...&lt;br /&gt;cuz the night before is totally !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;drank so much...but well at least din vomit..&lt;br /&gt;anyway no more serious drinking session any sooner man..&lt;br /&gt;its really bad and i wan to be healthy!!!! wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;but seriously am kinda sick of clubs and pub!!!&lt;br /&gt;let go somewhere quiet to chill ya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum is back from japan!! (i realise i miss her lotz neh!! wahah)&lt;br /&gt;and the very next day she fall sick...&lt;br /&gt;must take care ar!!! u aint young anymore so please for the 3 Son's sake, dont overwork urself...&lt;br /&gt;love u mum!!!&lt;br /&gt;waahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have got more photos to upload here but im just lazy to do so(PLS its 5AM PLUS!!!)&lt;br /&gt;upload some other days k, just in case to some people out there who dont read blog thats w/o photos!!! cuz they think its boring!!! wahahahah... u know la hor!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite am going to sleep soon.. later i have to attend lyn's sis wedding dinner..&lt;br /&gt;no eyebag please cuz muz be meimei...wahahhaha crap....&lt;br /&gt;so well ciao guys~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBRAwwwwLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;To u:&lt;br /&gt;Good luck for ur operation!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To u:&lt;br /&gt;Hope u feeling better already!!&lt;br /&gt;Trust need time to gain..&lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-6629795627284904869?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6629795627284904869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6629795627284904869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/12/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-1439639830338377945</id><published>2007-11-19T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T18:51:27.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;彩虹&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哪里有彩虹告诉我　能不能把我的愿望还给我&lt;br /&gt;为什么天这么安静　所有的云都跑到我这里&lt;br /&gt;有没有口罩一个给我　释怀说了太多就成真不了&lt;br /&gt;也许时间是一种解药　也是我现在正服下的毒药&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看不见你的笑我怎么睡得着&lt;br /&gt;你的声音这么近我却抱不到&lt;br /&gt;没有地球　太阳还是会绕　没有理由　我也能自己走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你要离开　我知道很简单　你说依赖　是我们的阻碍&lt;br /&gt;就算放开　但能不能别没收我的爱&lt;br /&gt;当作我最后才明白&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Rap)&lt;br /&gt;看不见你的笑　要我怎么睡的着&lt;br /&gt;你的声音这么近我却抱不到&lt;br /&gt;没有地球太阳还是会绕会绕&lt;br /&gt;没有理由我也能自己走掉&lt;br /&gt;释怀说了太多就成真不了&lt;br /&gt;也许时间是一种解药解药　也是我现在正服下的毒药&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;蒲公英的約定&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小學籬芭旁的蒲公英　是記憶裏有味道的風景&lt;br /&gt;午睡操場傳來蟬的聲音　多少年後也還是很好聽&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;將願望折紙飛機寄成信　因為我們等不到那流星&lt;br /&gt;認真投決定命運的硬幣　卻不知道到底能去哪里&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;◆一起長大的約定　那樣清晰　打過勾的我相信&lt;br /&gt;　說好要一起旅行　是你如今　唯一堅持的任性&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在走廊上罰站打手心　我們卻注意窗邊的蜻蜓&lt;br /&gt;我去到哪裏你都跟很緊　很多的夢在等待著進行&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPEAT◆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;我不配&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一起長大的約定　那樣真心　與你聊不完的曾經&lt;br /&gt;而我已經分不清　你是友情　還是錯過的愛情&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這街上太擁擠　太多人有秘密&lt;br /&gt;玻璃上有霧氣在被隱藏起過去&lt;br /&gt;你臉上的情緒　在還原那場雨&lt;br /&gt;這巷弄太過彎曲走不回故事裏&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這日子不再綠　又斑駁了幾句　&lt;br /&gt;剩下搬空回憶的我在大房子裏&lt;br /&gt;電影院的座椅　隔遙遠的距離　&lt;br /&gt;感情沒有對手戲你跟自己下棋&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;還來不及仔仔細細寫下你的關於&lt;br /&gt;描述我如何愛你　你卻微笑的離我而去&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■這感覺　已經不對　我努力在挽回&lt;br /&gt;　一些些　應該體貼的感覺　我沒給&lt;br /&gt;　你嘟嘴　釭瘧@望很卑微　在妥協&lt;br /&gt;　是我忽略　你不過要人陪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;◆這感覺　已經不對　我最後才瞭解&lt;br /&gt;　一頁頁　不忍翻儐滷☆`　你好累&lt;br /&gt;　你默背　為我掉過幾次瓷@多憔悴&lt;br /&gt;　而我心碎你受罪　你的美　我不配&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;最長的電影&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們的開始　是很長的電影&lt;br /&gt;放映了三年　我票都還留著&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;冰上的芭蕾　腦海中還在旋轉&lt;br /&gt;望著你　慢慢忘記你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;■朦朧的時間　我們溜了多遠&lt;br /&gt;　冰刀劃的圈　圈起了誰改變&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　如果再重來　會不會稍嫌狼狽&lt;br /&gt;　愛是不是不開口才珍貴&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;◆再給我兩分鐘　讓我把記憶結成冰&lt;br /&gt;　別融化了眼瓷@你妝都花了要我怎麼記得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　記得你叫我忘了吧　記得你叫我忘了吧&lt;br /&gt;　你說你會哭　不是因為在乎&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPEAT■◆◆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-1439639830338377945?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/1439639830338377945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/1439639830338377945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='Lyrics'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-4060448777293726992</id><published>2007-11-19T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T03:00:29.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasnt been feeling quite well recently..&lt;br /&gt;Its juz weird and somehow i juz feel like puking out of the sudden..&lt;br /&gt;sound as if im pregnant rite..loLXx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on msn chatting n juz feel like puking so well i went to dig my throat but nothing much come out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz feel bad...&lt;br /&gt;sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-4060448777293726992?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/4060448777293726992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/4060448777293726992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/11/damn.html' title='damn...'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-8161050634791167184</id><published>2007-11-17T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T16:03:04.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. for the past 1 mth plus i have been feeling so tui..&lt;br /&gt;its like if i have my driving liscene already i would be driving for the past month la.. too bad then and now have to wait for months till my TP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... dunoe wat to say anymore...&lt;br /&gt;so chaoz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-8161050634791167184?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8161050634791167184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8161050634791167184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/11/hmmm.html' title='hmmm..'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-2756046616069556303</id><published>2007-11-07T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T02:26:47.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bottles Night~!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its a Bottles night at Plush~!!&lt;br /&gt;Wooo...&lt;br /&gt;There's Me Sikai Gab Hongda Joey Jo Eunice plus other frenz that i know and i dunoe or i forgot their name la..&lt;br /&gt;Shud have taken more photos tat nite man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RznoEt4Ps2I/AAAAAAAAAeA/nYl8cXen8UE/s1600-h/DSC00035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RznoEt4Ps2I/AAAAAAAAAeA/nYl8cXen8UE/s200/DSC00035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132388418098017122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We order 3 bottles of Martell and adding a bottle of chivas in the later part..&lt;br /&gt;HaHa... and guess what, towards the end of the night..&lt;br /&gt;The crappy guy kai actually swopped a 1/3 bottle of Martell from other table nearby with our empty bottle~!!!! WAhahaa...&lt;br /&gt;We empty the bottle str8 into the jug with the mixer str8 away and down the throat..&lt;br /&gt;LolXx..Right after that, i notice this guy standing by that particular table staring over..Whahaha... Issit his?? but what can he do...loLXxx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over there i saw yong siang, the Tsunami hairdo guy in sec sch~!! Haha, chat abit and realise that he actually sign on too~!! Some air force intell or what... cant remember...&lt;br /&gt;Then i saw phoebe and NUr too..and somehow i become the Nur Nanny LA~!!&lt;br /&gt;Whatever...&lt;br /&gt;Joey jo Euni - hope i din leave u guys out horXx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooohhhhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;Fun night~!!&lt;br /&gt;People entering Plush paying the entrance is stuPid.. lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIteXx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Some Emo Pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RznsGN4Ps3I/AAAAAAAAAeI/vIkqdgfgF08/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RznsGN4Ps3I/AAAAAAAAAeI/vIkqdgfgF08/s200/DSC00023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132392841914332018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RznsH94Ps4I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/epwTpQD5ziQ/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RznsH94Ps4I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/epwTpQD5ziQ/s200/DSC00030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132392871979103106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RznsId4Ps5I/AAAAAAAAAeY/CVwrySIBIBY/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RznsId4Ps5I/AAAAAAAAAeY/CVwrySIBIBY/s200/DSC00027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132392880569037714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RznsI94Ps6I/AAAAAAAAAeg/tMm0hhcriGY/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RznsI94Ps6I/AAAAAAAAAeg/tMm0hhcriGY/s200/DSC00031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132392889158972322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-2756046616069556303?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/2756046616069556303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/2756046616069556303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/11/bottles-night.html' title='Bottles Night~!!!'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RznoEt4Ps2I/AAAAAAAAAeA/nYl8cXen8UE/s72-c/DSC00035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-5264208599528330003</id><published>2007-10-28T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T11:26:50.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;Damn.. U saw the title?&lt;br /&gt;YES~!&lt;br /&gt;i just cant sleep for nuts even after one whole night of club~!!&lt;br /&gt;For the past 2, 3 nights my sleeping hours is totally the other way round man..&lt;br /&gt;Its bad man..&lt;br /&gt;IM Freaking tired right now but just cant sleEP~~!&lt;br /&gt;Think im not go gona try slping anymore if not i wun be able to sleep tonight and thats it for tml work!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween Night..&lt;br /&gt;i prefer last year Halloween tho there's just me Denis and Qiumei..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its because of my tiredness..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway din take any pics la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Now.... what should i do to spend my day??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ThoughtS~?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-NONE-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-5264208599528330003?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5264208599528330003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5264208599528330003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/10/insomia.html' title='Insomia...'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-2562331371943654126</id><published>2007-10-18T06:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T07:18:12.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey people, its another day at work for me..&lt;br /&gt;Today my Previous IC send me home cuz he's going to Suntec anyway..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks ya..&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, he ask about me and that girl..&lt;br /&gt;Question like why theres suddenly a change from the things he see.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..this question struck me man.. For a moment i dont know what to answer..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. thanks for your concern~!!! Im fine already ya~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told grandma i aint having dinner at home cuz Hao was saying to have it together before MOS.. Well things drag and drag.... Finally its 9 plus, he told me he ate at home already.. Piece of shit Right..?? So in the end i ate 2 packet of instant noodles..&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell.. He's pissing me off over the MSN~!!!&lt;br /&gt;*NUDGE*NUDGE*NUDGE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOS was alrite..&lt;br /&gt;I tried something for the first time and i failed la..&lt;br /&gt;Damn...LOw morale..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back home and online till now which is 0704am!!!&lt;br /&gt;Weee... i aint have to work early but i have to work night shift~!!&lt;br /&gt;2200 till maybe 0600?? So same for Friday too...&lt;br /&gt;DAmn shit, i gona waste my Friday night at work~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it..&lt;br /&gt;what should i do while escorting at work??&lt;br /&gt;Bored Bored Bored...&lt;br /&gt;And i bet its gona be so freezing in the office man..&lt;br /&gt;theres totally no entertainment in there...&lt;br /&gt;Arghh... juz have to talk to the wall man...&lt;br /&gt;Any kind hearted free to chat with me at night??&lt;br /&gt;please SMS me and i will call u at night...~!!&lt;br /&gt;HAaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyaaa juz hope it will end super early so i can go home and sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this practical side of the society, i think the quiet side of me is going to kill me in the future.. I have to speak up and socialise more.. Please for ME sake, dun be such a mute.. SPEAK UP~!! The frank and direct comment from me may kill me or may be admire by some.. Its just have to depend what kinda people thats around me.. Its just hard to be yourself sometimes when acting have to be involve.. Its just have to be like A Sail and adjusting it to the direction of the Winds~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-2562331371943654126?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/2562331371943654126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/2562331371943654126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/10/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-6625679336865625530</id><published>2007-10-15T04:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T04:08:53.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Add On..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually got alil emo after the ktv session..&lt;br /&gt;i guess its juz those mtv and the song and the lyrics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaa... im Coollll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-6625679336865625530?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6625679336865625530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6625679336865625530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/10/add-on.html' title='Add On..'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-2269266602126678982</id><published>2007-10-15T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T03:59:53.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kTv wit The KaoBEi</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a meet up with the kAoBei~~&lt;br /&gt;met up and went for kTv session but well din take any photos today..&lt;br /&gt;there's me lyn hao denis qiumei..&lt;br /&gt;but kun and candy wasnt around la..its been so long since i saw them man..&lt;br /&gt;hmm din go for ktv session with this whole load..&lt;br /&gt;well of cuz its still fun as ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. heard from lyn that her sis is getting married in December and she invited me and hao..lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;its gona be on 2nd Dec at GoodWood Park Hotel~!!&lt;br /&gt;its like the second wedding dinner after my cousin one..&lt;br /&gt;Woooo... So whos next shud i be attending man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn...... Work again...&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeee....&lt;br /&gt;less then 2 hrs to slp...loLXx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Tian Gao Di Hou&lt;br /&gt;hmm juz feel that this is the theme song for kaobei..&lt;br /&gt;cuz of the lyrics i guess..&lt;br /&gt;its like for frenship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless The newly wed~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-2269266602126678982?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/2269266602126678982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/2269266602126678982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/10/ktv-wit-kaobei.html' title='kTv wit The KaoBEi'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-7332740150925518367</id><published>2007-10-13T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T19:03:48.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Muar</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Yup Muar and thats a small town in Msia.&lt;br /&gt;My mum is from there and guess what.. My ex-girlfriend's mum is from there too..&lt;br /&gt;and we met there once too..lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time the trip there is for my cousin wedding~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 316px; height: 514px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCH-XKbcxI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/wk7ZDVodmIQ/s1600-h/IMG_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCH-XKbcxI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/wk7ZDVodmIQ/s200/IMG_0092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120742281759650578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCH-3KbcyI/AAAAAAAAAaA/tgjKzuIzxiA/s1600-h/IMG_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCH-3KbcyI/AAAAAAAAAaA/tgjKzuIzxiA/s200/IMG_0142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120742290349585186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCH_HKbczI/AAAAAAAAAaI/bdVU4xv65eQ/s1600-h/IMG_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCH_HKbczI/AAAAAAAAAaI/bdVU4xv65eQ/s200/IMG_0129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120742294644552498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCH_nKbc0I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/-L1Vp1bH8XY/s1600-h/IMG_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCH_nKbc0I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/-L1Vp1bH8XY/s200/IMG_0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120742303234487106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I took those photos k...&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm not too bad ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many more photos to come yo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the buffet before the wedding day..&lt;br /&gt;its held over at Ah Yi house..&lt;br /&gt;its the kampong style yo..&lt;br /&gt;The curry is really dope shit k.. Damn nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCQFHKbc-I/AAAAAAAAAbg/5NssaTbWJVo/s1600-h/IMG_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCQFHKbc-I/AAAAAAAAAbg/5NssaTbWJVo/s200/IMG_0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120751193816789986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCQFnKbc_I/AAAAAAAAAbo/LTfUzWCDp3I/s1600-h/IMG_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCQFnKbc_I/AAAAAAAAAbo/LTfUzWCDp3I/s200/IMG_0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120751202406724594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woooo and there a outdoor KTV~!!!&lt;br /&gt;damn... its so... Kampong once a again..&lt;br /&gt;anyone can sing. Juz go over to sit and the "VJ" will pass u some CDs of song for u to choose.lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;of cuz there some better singer but most of the times is torturing...lolXxx&lt;br /&gt;CheerS for ur courage!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;CheerS for our Ears even more~!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCQGHKbdAI/AAAAAAAAAbw/EZdHq_wJbnE/s1600-h/IMG_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCQGHKbdAI/AAAAAAAAAbw/EZdHq_wJbnE/s200/IMG_0054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120751210996659202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yaa...&lt;br /&gt;nearly forgotbout this dope thingy..&lt;br /&gt;Check out this KFC on WHEELS~!!!&lt;br /&gt;damn... so cool right.&lt;br /&gt;its a out of no where area where they have this..&lt;br /&gt;KFC Fragrance in the air~!!!&lt;br /&gt;wahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCQE3Kbc9I/AAAAAAAAAbY/J-iA-tLyWZ0/s1600-h/IMG_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCQE3Kbc9I/AAAAAAAAAbY/J-iA-tLyWZ0/s200/IMG_0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120751189521822674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heres the shopping outcome on the second day~!&lt;br /&gt;lolXx... mostly is paid by my elder bro tho...&lt;br /&gt;i had only less than 150Ringgit~!!&lt;br /&gt;ThanksxX bRo...&lt;br /&gt;and its rae that the 3 of us actually went shopping together..&lt;br /&gt;quite a nice feel tho.. SMILE~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCkX3KbdPI/AAAAAAAAAdo/2_EYV4D1xrc/s1600-h/IMG_0172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCkX3KbdPI/AAAAAAAAAdo/2_EYV4D1xrc/s200/IMG_0172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120773506171892978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There =, we saw this fellow while we on the way to somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCQGXKbdBI/AAAAAAAAAb4/z7BiPc8hF1Q/s1600-h/IMG_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCQGXKbdBI/AAAAAAAAAb4/z7BiPc8hF1Q/s200/IMG_0036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120751215291626514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Msia Style u see...&lt;br /&gt;Heres my Ah Ma House~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCkYXKbdQI/AAAAAAAAAdw/6x-Fqg7qxLs/s1600-h/IMG_0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCkYXKbdQI/AAAAAAAAAdw/6x-Fqg7qxLs/s200/IMG_0178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120773514761827586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There my xiao Jiu 2nd Garage. It just open not long ago and much bigger compare to the first one too..Tat guy in pink is him..&lt;br /&gt;haha.. he just dont want to take any picture.&lt;br /&gt;He got a real stern look k and his 3 son is so so so so scared of him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCjHHKbdNI/AAAAAAAAAdY/NiHXwyb_4LI/s1600-h/IMG_0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCjHHKbdNI/AAAAAAAAAdY/NiHXwyb_4LI/s200/IMG_0179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120772118897456338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCjHnKbdOI/AAAAAAAAAdg/ZmEd8u9AaOg/s1600-h/IMG_0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCjHnKbdOI/AAAAAAAAAdg/ZmEd8u9AaOg/s200/IMG_0181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120772127487390946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres goes the kampong style Wedding Ya..&lt;br /&gt;Its so crowded..&lt;br /&gt;50 over tables.. and not enough...somehow they have to addd more tables to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCjFnKbdKI/AAAAAAAAAdA/YISmj3bbvR8/s1600-h/IMG_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCjFnKbdKI/AAAAAAAAAdA/YISmj3bbvR8/s200/IMG_0188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120772093127652514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCjGXKbdLI/AAAAAAAAAdI/OsW0TXNe_EI/s1600-h/IMG_0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCjGXKbdLI/AAAAAAAAAdI/OsW0TXNe_EI/s200/IMG_0189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120772106012554418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCjGnKbdMI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/7ZbnNKgZY60/s1600-h/IMG_0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCjGnKbdMI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/7ZbnNKgZY60/s200/IMG_0196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120772110307521730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming up next be some photos of my family over there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCL8HKbc1I/AAAAAAAAAaY/SY5Lgga9LZE/s1600-h/IMG_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCL8HKbc1I/AAAAAAAAAaY/SY5Lgga9LZE/s200/IMG_0177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120746641151456082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCL8XKbc2I/AAAAAAAAAag/yAuq7VXlLts/s1600-h/IMG_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCL8XKbc2I/AAAAAAAAAag/yAuq7VXlLts/s200/IMG_0173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120746645446423394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCL83Kbc3I/AAAAAAAAAao/fYEdVH1cNHk/s1600-h/IMG_0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCL83Kbc3I/AAAAAAAAAao/fYEdVH1cNHk/s200/IMG_0170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120746654036358002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wit the Newly Wed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCOJ3Kbc4I/AAAAAAAAAaw/knrW2-WxJlU/s1600-h/IMG_0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCOJ3Kbc4I/AAAAAAAAAaw/knrW2-WxJlU/s200/IMG_0281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120749076397912962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah Ling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCOKHKbc5I/AAAAAAAAAa4/cySvDp8u3gk/s1600-h/IMG_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCOKHKbc5I/AAAAAAAAAa4/cySvDp8u3gk/s200/IMG_0271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120749080692880274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jiu Mu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCOKXKbc6I/AAAAAAAAAbA/BrRdebys4Vk/s1600-h/IMG_0269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCOKXKbc6I/AAAAAAAAAbA/BrRdebys4Vk/s200/IMG_0269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120749084987847586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah Ma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCOK3Kbc7I/AAAAAAAAAbI/h-bvNHcjXWQ/s1600-h/IMG_0262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCOK3Kbc7I/AAAAAAAAAbI/h-bvNHcjXWQ/s200/IMG_0262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120749093577782194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah Gong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCOLHKbc8I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_IkyLXeLY6s/s1600-h/IMG_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCOLHKbc8I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_IkyLXeLY6s/s200/IMG_0288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120749097872749506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah Mei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCWBHKbdCI/AAAAAAAAAcA/TY0c1leCpeg/s1600-h/IMG_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCWBHKbdCI/AAAAAAAAAcA/TY0c1leCpeg/s200/IMG_0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120757722167079970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MuM~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCWBXKbdDI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Gg-i8hur5RM/s1600-h/IMG_0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCWBXKbdDI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Gg-i8hur5RM/s200/IMG_0236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120757726462047282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xiao Xian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCWB3KbdEI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/A6LTBlkoyfw/s1600-h/IMG_0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCWB3KbdEI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/A6LTBlkoyfw/s200/IMG_0233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120757735051981890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah Wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCWCHKbdFI/AAAAAAAAAcY/c6cyTf9L5s0/s1600-h/IMG_0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCWCHKbdFI/AAAAAAAAAcY/c6cyTf9L5s0/s200/IMG_0230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120757739346949202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xiao Xian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCWCXKbdGI/AAAAAAAAAcg/bQJ4xEdye8o/s1600-h/IMG_0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCWCXKbdGI/AAAAAAAAAcg/bQJ4xEdye8o/s200/IMG_0198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120757743641916514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah Yi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCc73KbdHI/AAAAAAAAAco/46mDASmlfXw/s1600-h/IMG_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCc73KbdHI/AAAAAAAAAco/46mDASmlfXw/s200/IMG_0213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120765328554161266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah Bee &amp;amp; Dex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCc93KbdJI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bMvi35-XQ7s/s1600-h/IMG_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCc93KbdJI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bMvi35-XQ7s/s200/IMG_0300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120765362913899666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xiao Mei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCc8XKbdII/AAAAAAAAAcw/bY6pGHgKLVY/s1600-h/IMG_0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCc8XKbdII/AAAAAAAAAcw/bY6pGHgKLVY/s200/IMG_0209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120765337144095874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pat &amp;amp; GF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxClaXKbdRI/AAAAAAAAAd4/YtyOWz_FQ2Q/s1600-h/IMG_0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxClaXKbdRI/AAAAAAAAAd4/YtyOWz_FQ2Q/s200/IMG_0267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120774648633193746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;I kinda miss Muar..&lt;br /&gt;Simple lifestyle..&lt;br /&gt;and i miss that kinda family bond between..&lt;br /&gt;You know the kinda where theres 3 4cars of us going out together..&lt;br /&gt;its happen so rarely here and the feel is different too..&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully my cousin will still come over Singapore to for their future...&lt;br /&gt;well i guess it would be better for their own future ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bliss to ya Newly Wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care Jon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-7332740150925518367?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/7332740150925518367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/7332740150925518367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/10/back-from-muar.html' title='Back from Muar'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RxCH-XKbcxI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/wk7ZDVodmIQ/s72-c/IMG_0092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-4180578764272261453</id><published>2007-10-08T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T19:59:23.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOS again~~!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its another MOS night~!!! 13 sept night~!!&lt;br /&gt;Before going over to MOS we(Jon Hao Lyn) went to party world for a while then ran away...lolXx&lt;br /&gt;wahaha... wat a thing to do on my bdae~!!&lt;br /&gt;Well too bad denis cant be there..went to bangkok ma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Thurs mos so its at the main arena..&lt;br /&gt;We ordered 2 jug of beer and end up i drank like 1.5 of it..&lt;br /&gt;We played some games which suppose that the loser will have to drink but guess wat..&lt;br /&gt;no matter wat i still drink u see..and so the jug are gone in like juz 15 mins man~!!&lt;br /&gt;can u imagine how bloated my Stomach is?? lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to the dance floor and saw alvin whom then gave me the killing cup of whisky..&lt;br /&gt;its so thick k..&lt;br /&gt;NOw the mixing of beer and whisky in my stomach... Damn... Now im realy high ald..&lt;br /&gt;and there goes i sprain my damn ankle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITs the ElepHAnt LeG~!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so swollen man...too bad i din take a photo of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoacXKbcvI/AAAAAAAAAZo/e5sw_pTfknA/s1600-h/DSC00986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoacXKbcvI/AAAAAAAAAZo/e5sw_pTfknA/s200/DSC00986.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118933001016406770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rwoad3KbcwI/AAAAAAAAAZw/yjBwPHtcHok/s1600-h/DSC00990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rwoad3KbcwI/AAAAAAAAAZw/yjBwPHtcHok/s200/DSC00990.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118933026786210562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the Night~!!&lt;br /&gt;and the bloated stomach u guys gave me..~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 9 years plus ald and still counting still..&lt;br /&gt;frenship and this is the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-4180578764272261453?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/4180578764272261453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/4180578764272261453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/10/mos-again.html' title='MOS again~~!!!'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoacXKbcvI/AAAAAAAAAZo/e5sw_pTfknA/s72-c/DSC00986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-6833325038203101877</id><published>2007-10-08T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T19:35:34.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prawning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently have been going for prawning session..&lt;br /&gt;those pics coming up are some of the photos ya..&lt;br /&gt;most of the time we got 3 rod in total for like 4 hrs i think..&lt;br /&gt;cant remember the total catch tho...&lt;br /&gt;one is like 33 then got 40+ too...then dunoe liao...ooooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoTHHKbcrI/AAAAAAAAAZI/y597kFA3Veg/s1600-h/DSC01047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoTHHKbcrI/AAAAAAAAAZI/y597kFA3Veg/s200/DSC01047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118924939362792114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BBQ Time~!! Doing without anything else but juz hands~!! haha...Ben training "Tie Sha Zhang"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoTHXKbcsI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/VrwpGrtN_4Y/s1600-h/DSC01048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoTHXKbcsI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/VrwpGrtN_4Y/s200/DSC01048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118924943657759426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saw that Arm?? Lesner is hitting the Live Prawn so it wun goes hopping around when throw onto the Pit~!! wahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoTHnKbctI/AAAAAAAAAZY/miFP0Lwm4kM/s1600-h/DSC01050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoTHnKbctI/AAAAAAAAAZY/miFP0Lwm4kM/s200/DSC01050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118924947952726738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whole net of Prawns~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoTH3KbcuI/AAAAAAAAAZg/4OlATjuwWuU/s1600-h/P1040187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoTH3KbcuI/AAAAAAAAAZg/4OlATjuwWuU/s200/P1040187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118924952247694050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Biggest catch of the Night~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoR3nKbcmI/AAAAAAAAAYg/W0cbAR3Ng2E/s1600-h/DSC00979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoR3nKbcmI/AAAAAAAAAYg/W0cbAR3Ng2E/s200/DSC00979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118923573563191906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Contrasting~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoR4HKbcnI/AAAAAAAAAYo/63jJpAhPbws/s1600-h/DSC00981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoR4HKbcnI/AAAAAAAAAYo/63jJpAhPbws/s200/DSC00981.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118923582153126514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Total Catch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoR4XKbcoI/AAAAAAAAAYw/8RspcG60cig/s1600-h/DSC01007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoR4XKbcoI/AAAAAAAAAYw/8RspcG60cig/s200/DSC01007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118923586448093826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Total Catch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoR4nKbcpI/AAAAAAAAAY4/gyyyZzpLBOE/s1600-h/DSC01016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoR4nKbcpI/AAAAAAAAAY4/gyyyZzpLBOE/s200/DSC01016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118923590743061138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crawl LA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoR5HKbcqI/AAAAAAAAAZA/qCOnRkrbwDs/s1600-h/DSC01015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoR5HKbcqI/AAAAAAAAAZA/qCOnRkrbwDs/s200/DSC01015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118923599332995746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Will still end up in my stomach U Prawn!!!lOlXxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i getting sick of eating prawn ya...wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;more of the enjoyment is the catchin rather than eating now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda miss crabbing now...&lt;br /&gt;find some day for it lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-6833325038203101877?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6833325038203101877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6833325038203101877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/10/prawning.html' title='Prawning...'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoTHHKbcrI/AAAAAAAAAZI/y597kFA3Veg/s72-c/DSC01047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-2512481735265633084</id><published>2007-10-08T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T19:05:52.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eunice Bdae</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the hotel night~!!!&lt;br /&gt;Counting down for Eunice Bdae this time round..&lt;br /&gt;its fun in there tho its a small hotel room..&lt;br /&gt;took pics and a video but well i guess i better not upload that here..&lt;br /&gt;lolXx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rwkr_nKbcWI/AAAAAAAAAWk/CYMxCpyDWIA/s1600-h/DSC00993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rwkr_nKbcWI/AAAAAAAAAWk/CYMxCpyDWIA/s200/DSC00993.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118670823327756642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Make a Wish~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwksAHKbcXI/AAAAAAAAAWs/L1tieoc6wnI/s1600-h/DSC00994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwksAHKbcXI/AAAAAAAAAWs/L1tieoc6wnI/s200/DSC00994.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118670831917691250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eeek~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwksAXKbcYI/AAAAAAAAAW0/2cUou78elJQ/s1600-h/DSC00995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwksAXKbcYI/AAAAAAAAAW0/2cUou78elJQ/s200/DSC00995.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118670836212658562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Such A TortUre??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwksA3KbcZI/AAAAAAAAAW8/mOOMav2uwKM/s1600-h/DSC01045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwksA3KbcZI/AAAAAAAAAW8/mOOMav2uwKM/s200/DSC01045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118670844802593170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice cake riteXx&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwksBHKbcaI/AAAAAAAAAXE/si2wPX7Y-Vc/s1600-h/DSC01046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwksBHKbcaI/AAAAAAAAAXE/si2wPX7Y-Vc/s200/DSC01046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118670849097560482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Cake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i still have those 'To The Zoo' pics~!!&lt;br /&gt;Yea.. we did went to the zoo in that Toyota Prado.. DOPE Land Cruiser~!! loLXx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like a hot day and our dressing is so out of the place..&lt;br /&gt;but i dun have our group photo tho..its in dunoe whose digital camera that we found in the prado..&lt;br /&gt;anyway check out those pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoNxHKbcgI/AAAAAAAAAX0/BFHYlJJERw4/s1600-h/DSC01032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoNxHKbcgI/AAAAAAAAAX0/BFHYlJJERw4/s200/DSC01032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118919063847531010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pile of Shit~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwktmnKbccI/AAAAAAAAAXU/6-j-QG1rqvc/s1600-h/DSC01034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwktmnKbccI/AAAAAAAAAXU/6-j-QG1rqvc/s200/DSC01034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118672592854282690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He Pose For ME~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rwktm3KbcdI/AAAAAAAAAXc/IeGmkig3KjQ/s1600-h/DSC01035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rwktm3KbcdI/AAAAAAAAAXc/IeGmkig3KjQ/s200/DSC01035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118672597149250002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HappyFeet"Someone Calling For Me~!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwktnHKbceI/AAAAAAAAAXk/GFIqQtlnHIQ/s1600-h/DSC01039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwktnHKbceI/AAAAAAAAAXk/GFIqQtlnHIQ/s200/DSC01039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118672601444217314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Emo Red-Ass Monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwktnXKbcfI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cM9_-L-Tacg/s1600-h/DSC01041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwktnXKbcfI/AAAAAAAAAXs/cM9_-L-Tacg/s200/DSC01041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118672605739184626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look Behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember much detail anyway..&lt;br /&gt;its juz a reallly hot day...lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;its now october where i start to blog bout it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night its MOS~!!&lt;br /&gt;many F.Boderz went over but i cant remember who was over there tho..Din take a group photos too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoNxXKbchI/AAAAAAAAAX8/yedX-koN1y8/s1600-h/DSC01018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoNxXKbchI/AAAAAAAAAX8/yedX-koN1y8/s200/DSC01018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118919068142498322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoNxnKbciI/AAAAAAAAAYE/aJTZCbdhkz8/s1600-h/DSC01019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoNxnKbciI/AAAAAAAAAYE/aJTZCbdhkz8/s200/DSC01019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118919072437465634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoNx3KbcjI/AAAAAAAAAYM/8mCst_6m6fA/s1600-h/DSC01021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoNx3KbcjI/AAAAAAAAAYM/8mCst_6m6fA/s200/DSC01021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118919076732432946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoNyHKbckI/AAAAAAAAAYU/D4l2BLJRJnE/s1600-h/DSC01022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwoNyHKbckI/AAAAAAAAAYU/D4l2BLJRJnE/s200/DSC01022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118919081027400258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of us are wearing white and theres us in the empty dance floor in a circle to start the ball rolling~~~&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter got some ah moh came over and end getting into battle~&lt;br /&gt;oh ya not forgetting my "Its The Elephant LEg~~!!!" i sprank my ankle and it swell so much~!! well soon its juz get too pack and gettin bored..some of us WEnt to CAN cafe but soon left there too...&lt;br /&gt;in the end me wayne eileen regina sharon went to esplanade slack lo...&lt;br /&gt;and all cuz of eileen we took many lame photos theres...&lt;br /&gt;but i haven get these photos.. other times then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;i think i miss out something but i juz cant recall wat issit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a play n play n play week...&lt;br /&gt;making me no mood for the coming working day man..&lt;br /&gt;lolXxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-2512481735265633084?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/2512481735265633084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/2512481735265633084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/10/eunice-bdae.html' title='Eunice Bdae'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rwkr_nKbcWI/AAAAAAAAAWk/CYMxCpyDWIA/s72-c/DSC00993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-4129974475331333826</id><published>2007-09-25T01:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T02:41:27.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its My Bdae~!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkciXKbcVI/AAAAAAAAAWc/NUCFmQJ04Kk/s1600-h/IMG_9568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118653828142166354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkciXKbcVI/AAAAAAAAAWc/NUCFmQJ04Kk/s200/IMG_9568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey bloggie..&lt;br /&gt;i haven been here for so long that i dun even remember when, i din even come here to check out my pathetic Taggy. Past few weeks have been quite entertaining, went to places wit clique - prawning, club, chill, pubbing, eat, hotel, genting, slack, beaches, ktv and well as usual i have got to work too.&lt;br /&gt;Aint much problem from working except some accident. lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22nd bdae have pass and i think the way i spend it this time round is so much beter then last year - the pathetic 21st.&lt;br /&gt;This year seem like celebrating for 4days.ktv-ktv/club-hotel-club.&lt;br /&gt;A gathering at Fong aunt ktv room with 17 plus people. Many pics to come and will be in multiply too. I order a bottle of chivas and brought one baileys. Like i guess, many loves the baileys. lolXx. Sang many many songs that day and i think joey and me sang the most la Wonder wats the rest doing..lolXXx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks everybody to be there~! To the expected and unexpected guest.&lt;br /&gt;I have really enjoy myself Even when i was drnking down that glass of mixture..&lt;br /&gt;wahaha...Dun taste that bad actually...&lt;br /&gt;And thanks Wayne for travelling all the way from hougang to orchard juz to buy me a piece of cake..wahah..&lt;br /&gt;Tho its juz a small piece i share it with everyone ya..lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;u can see that from the pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkchnKbcTI/AAAAAAAAAWM/__2W6J53daw/s1600-h/IMG_9595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118653815257264434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkchnKbcTI/AAAAAAAAAWM/__2W6J53daw/s200/IMG_9595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkciHKbcUI/AAAAAAAAAWU/MaSPkWlAvSM/s1600-h/IMG_9596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118653823847199042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkciHKbcUI/AAAAAAAAAWU/MaSPkWlAvSM/s200/IMG_9596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkcHXKbcOI/AAAAAAAAAVk/A8LG4idqoZ0/s1600-h/IMG_9590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118653364285698274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkcHXKbcOI/AAAAAAAAAVk/A8LG4idqoZ0/s200/IMG_9590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkcHnKbcPI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ynPdMG4N-Gs/s1600-h/IMG_9591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118653368580665586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkcHnKbcPI/AAAAAAAAAVs/ynPdMG4N-Gs/s200/IMG_9591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkcH3KbcQI/AAAAAAAAAV0/VI99nOBWOQE/s1600-h/IMG_9592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118653372875632898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkcH3KbcQI/AAAAAAAAAV0/VI99nOBWOQE/s200/IMG_9592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkcIHKbcRI/AAAAAAAAAV8/2bG4pb6c_og/s1600-h/IMG_9593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118653377170600210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkcIHKbcRI/AAAAAAAAAV8/2bG4pb6c_og/s200/IMG_9593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkcIHKbcSI/AAAAAAAAAWE/GsmInieAwcI/s1600-h/IMG_9594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118653377170600226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkcIHKbcSI/AAAAAAAAAWE/GsmInieAwcI/s200/IMG_9594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkboXKbcJI/AAAAAAAAAU8/E6lumicJRwk/s1600-h/IMG_9585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118652831709753490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkboXKbcJI/AAAAAAAAAU8/E6lumicJRwk/s200/IMG_9585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rwkbo3KbcKI/AAAAAAAAAVE/b64D3ZjfUzg/s1600-h/IMG_9586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118652840299688098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rwkbo3KbcKI/AAAAAAAAAVE/b64D3ZjfUzg/s200/IMG_9586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkbpXKbcLI/AAAAAAAAAVM/0ozW7JAmzMc/s1600-h/IMG_9587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118652848889622706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkbpXKbcLI/AAAAAAAAAVM/0ozW7JAmzMc/s200/IMG_9587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkbpnKbcMI/AAAAAAAAAVU/97Xo9135mXU/s1600-h/IMG_9588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118652853184590018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkbpnKbcMI/AAAAAAAAAVU/97Xo9135mXU/s200/IMG_9588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rwkbp3KbcNI/AAAAAAAAAVc/yk3Vv0yeaKU/s1600-h/IMG_9589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118652857479557330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rwkbp3KbcNI/AAAAAAAAAVc/yk3Vv0yeaKU/s200/IMG_9589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkbJ3KbcEI/AAAAAAAAAUU/ZYF5Zv4kEtQ/s1600-h/IMG_9580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118652307723743298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkbJ3KbcEI/AAAAAAAAAUU/ZYF5Zv4kEtQ/s200/IMG_9580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkbKnKbcFI/AAAAAAAAAUc/BKtsQd1X0nc/s1600-h/IMG_9581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118652320608645202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkbKnKbcFI/AAAAAAAAAUc/BKtsQd1X0nc/s200/IMG_9581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkbK3KbcGI/AAAAAAAAAUk/XhAm_b9M4g8/s1600-h/IMG_9582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118652324903612514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkbK3KbcGI/AAAAAAAAAUk/XhAm_b9M4g8/s200/IMG_9582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkbLHKbcHI/AAAAAAAAAUs/XAxLY4_q5Cs/s1600-h/IMG_9583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118652329198579826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkbLHKbcHI/AAAAAAAAAUs/XAxLY4_q5Cs/s200/IMG_9583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkbLnKbcII/AAAAAAAAAU0/SZ85wL750oc/s1600-h/IMG_9584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118652337788514434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkbLnKbcII/AAAAAAAAAU0/SZ85wL750oc/s200/IMG_9584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkboXKbcJI/AAAAAAAAAU8/E6lumicJRwk/s1600-h/IMG_9585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118652831709753490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkboXKbcJI/AAAAAAAAAU8/E6lumicJRwk/s200/IMG_9585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks Fong De Aunt for the Champagne..~!!&lt;br /&gt;All the old school Yammm Seng...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the Shoes and shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz many thanks to~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkP03Kbb-I/AAAAAAAAATk/503ayI1ZIr8/s1600-h/IMG_9570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118639852318584802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkP03Kbb-I/AAAAAAAAATk/503ayI1ZIr8/s200/IMG_9570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(left-to-right)&lt;br /&gt;Jess lesner&lt;br /&gt;Eunice Ahbentho&lt;br /&gt;Joey JialINg(hiding somewhere)&lt;br /&gt;Fong ChuLeong&lt;br /&gt;JON&lt;br /&gt;Dav Rachel&lt;br /&gt;Wayne Eileen&lt;br /&gt;Regina Sabrina&lt;br /&gt;NickSim JinWen(on the floor)&lt;br /&gt;Clarine was there too and its her bDae Too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope i din miss anyone ouT Tho....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of the pics please check out my multiply..&lt;br /&gt;http://silverace.multiply.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks for this celebration to happen..&lt;br /&gt;lotsa loves for F.Boderz..&lt;br /&gt;i have never regret joining this club from the begining..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;past post was the past..&lt;br /&gt;life continue..&lt;br /&gt;and see my life is fun with my fren around...&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHeheHEHEHehEHehEHeheeHeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-4129974475331333826?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/4129974475331333826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/4129974475331333826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-my-bdae.html' title='Its My Bdae~!!!'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RwkciXKbcVI/AAAAAAAAAWc/NUCFmQJ04Kk/s72-c/IMG_9568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-7096263608971370741</id><published>2007-08-14T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T00:38:50.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun feel that good for this comin saturday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope it wud be fine man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-7096263608971370741?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/7096263608971370741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/7096263608971370741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/08/damn.html' title='damn..'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-4326625428189441994</id><published>2007-08-13T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T01:28:52.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sat... ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out for comp costumes stuff in the afternn then to watch the first heat..&lt;br /&gt;Kinda feel tat the the next 2 heat wud have many more strong crew..&lt;br /&gt;there after we went Changi V for dinner before heading down to the humble and wise leader house...lolXxx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought we wud be eating over at the hawker but well its there..terminal..&lt;br /&gt;the previous time i was there is during tat musical chalet..&lt;br /&gt;so memo came back..&lt;br /&gt;we shared that plate and we strolled to the corner which i walk there again this time..&lt;br /&gt;the carpark we drove to and sat by there..&lt;br /&gt;things goin at the chalet, the msg i received when she's lying down goin to slp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben got kinda emo before the meal too..haha..&lt;br /&gt;like only the 2 of us will get emo..&lt;br /&gt;well.. i think he know how i think and feel somehow..&lt;br /&gt;din say anything but somehow i know la..&lt;br /&gt;thanks bro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill man...&lt;br /&gt;jon is still ok...&lt;br /&gt;dance dance dance~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~o.0~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;yayayayayayayayayayayayayaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalallalalalaaalalalalalal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-4326625428189441994?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;or to think back, it may be the normal reaction i guess..&lt;br /&gt;and i din blame and put the fault on u cuz u din say that..&lt;br /&gt;and naturally there will be this dissapointment in it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to stop dancing aint a stupid reason to me..&lt;br /&gt;previously i tot of it too but i know i cant let it go juz yet..&lt;br /&gt;and now im planning to take up a degree and im using this to stop my dancing and concentrate on my studies when i start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its juz gona be a hobbies...&lt;br /&gt;i need to to move forward or i will stuck in coming back to nyp now and then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so u feel that i always expecting something from you?&lt;br /&gt;i use to..&lt;br /&gt;to think to ask for cookies/sandwiches myself..&lt;br /&gt;but now i din..&lt;br /&gt;tho i still hope for some msgs some times..lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres a different role..&lt;br /&gt;im letting go, u have ald let go...&lt;br /&gt;but well im doing fine...&lt;br /&gt;juz once in a while i will go .. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keeping myself busy and plus the suntectdance~!!&lt;br /&gt;juz have to keep in gd health man...&lt;br /&gt;think i will die early man with the way i spending my time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times im being crazy man..&lt;br /&gt;seeing things..&lt;br /&gt;and end up staring at the person..&lt;br /&gt;lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;wat the hell sia...&lt;br /&gt;dun get punched one day jon..&lt;br /&gt;heck care too..&lt;br /&gt;its aint ur matter anymore so keep it out of ur mind...&lt;br /&gt;jon's problem again..&lt;br /&gt;only jon can cure it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~ 0.o ~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIfe juZ SuCK iSNt It PeOpLe~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think im the one who is the problem causing shit~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why i delete my previous blog When the things i blogging now aint got no difference to those...&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Jon&lt;br /&gt;UR A Noob~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIteXxx jon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i need lotsa rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-imfinenimissinu-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-978183194329541706?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/978183194329541706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/978183194329541706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/08/metoyou.html' title='metoyou'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-8787910462812049852</id><published>2007-08-05T06:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T07:14:20.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought... ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the last ballroom class with bellman..&lt;br /&gt;maybe its mine too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it aint a sudden thought for me actually.&lt;br /&gt;i have actually tot of stopping dance and move forward..&lt;br /&gt;i told her about it and i least to my expect of her reply...&lt;br /&gt;did i hope for some caring reply?&lt;br /&gt;no i din..&lt;br /&gt;the reply froze me for a second..&lt;br /&gt;and in the end it sound like i bring all this upon myself..&lt;br /&gt;for myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be exact, its also the first time i talk to her like that..&lt;br /&gt;Am i pissed? Dissapointed?&lt;br /&gt;To a certain, i am...&lt;br /&gt;Speechless..&lt;br /&gt;For me, there's matter that words which are hard to express..&lt;br /&gt;juz like whole chunk of rojak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why im still able to stay back for the afternoon prac..&lt;br /&gt;im there but souless...&lt;br /&gt;aint my face showing only dao-ness?&lt;br /&gt;afew frenly peeps askin if we are alrite..&lt;br /&gt;why im having sucha emo face..&lt;br /&gt;ha...&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;juz have to be that way ppl..&lt;br /&gt;and its not the "WE" u think we are..&lt;br /&gt;juz frenz, partner like u guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually there's nothing on for me for the whole day..&lt;br /&gt;just know it will be tough stayin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling uneasy..&lt;br /&gt;before, its us dancing there..&lt;br /&gt;now, its only me dancing there..&lt;br /&gt;im in the dark, and i see only others dancing under the spotlight..&lt;br /&gt;or..&lt;br /&gt;im under the only spotlight while many pair of eyes hiding in the dark glaring at me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feel when doing rumble, i cant feel it now..&lt;br /&gt;the instance when lookin into ur eyes, i felt a pain..&lt;br /&gt;its juz ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought its over...&lt;br /&gt;accidentally browse thru those photos...&lt;br /&gt;damn..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when i check thru the hp msg inbox..&lt;br /&gt;each time i delete some..&lt;br /&gt;till now..&lt;br /&gt;there nothing i wana delete anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well....&lt;br /&gt;there will be one day where it will be cleared...~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~ o.0 ~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i think my Life Sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROOARRRRRRR~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody Kill Me Please~!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIgh~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-8787910462812049852?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8787910462812049852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8787910462812049852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-thought.html' title='I thought... ...'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-6992960071771268153</id><published>2007-07-30T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T03:58:08.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been keeping myself busy lately..&lt;br /&gt;after work wud be dance if not go out or after dance went out..&lt;br /&gt;haven been slping enough too..&lt;br /&gt;and so finally today i rest alil more...&lt;br /&gt;slept from 630 in the morning till 6 pm in the evening and slack at home all the way till like now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise something...&lt;br /&gt;but so...?&lt;br /&gt;dun bother bout it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard a bad news the other night..&lt;br /&gt;called out of concern...&lt;br /&gt;after that heard from her that she taking up a bike liscene..&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm.........&lt;br /&gt;ya......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think my fren sick of my ranting too..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;begin to be irritating too ya..&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;it will be over la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a msg affect me..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din see her for like .... i cant even remmeber when exactly...&lt;br /&gt;how wud it be later?&lt;br /&gt;niteXx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-6992960071771268153?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6992960071771268153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6992960071771268153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/07/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-2734153520658469353</id><published>2007-07-25T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T00:19:17.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday...</title><content type='html'>It wasnt that of a good day..&lt;br /&gt;din sleep well last night again..&lt;br /&gt;like maybe an hour..&lt;br /&gt;went to work but surprisingly im hyperactive somehow but i know i will be tired in the afternn..&lt;br /&gt;today is a real busy day of work..time flies very fast and i din went out for lunch too..end up working till 7pm man..&lt;br /&gt;finally im out rushing back to bunk to change and go for dance initially..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sprained my ankle~!!!&lt;br /&gt;damn... juz alil swollen and still can walk as per normal tho..&lt;br /&gt;juz that a bad news too...&lt;br /&gt;semm like i always tend to sprained my right ankle..&lt;br /&gt;and means my ligament is getting loose there man..&lt;br /&gt;that a bad new sia..&lt;br /&gt;haixx.. hope it will get better..&lt;br /&gt;plus i got my dance commitment too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called dav ad realise they are goin Queensway for costumes so i guess i better go home rest then...&lt;br /&gt;before that i went for dinner wit 2 other colleuge at clementi..&lt;br /&gt;great meal and so full lo..&lt;br /&gt;took ride from my fren MRS... so cool la.. &lt;br /&gt;too bad its kinda gona rain if not the shelter wud be OFF~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. ankle faster recover and stay strong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~ o.0 ~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tho its a busy busy day..&lt;br /&gt;she still kept appearing in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;wondering if there will be any msg cuz im in the 'no reception' workplace for the whole day..&lt;br /&gt;so finally im out at 7pm..&lt;br /&gt;theres a few msg.. but consider none to me actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a deep breath and well 'lets go' i told myself...&lt;br /&gt;how seh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-j0n-&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-2734153520658469353?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/2734153520658469353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/2734153520658469353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/07/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday...'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-6436069102867692899</id><published>2007-07-23T04:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T04:40:08.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realising</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Guys Get The Hurts,&lt;br /&gt;Bad Guys Get The Loves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what being nice and in the end im the one who get hurt?&lt;br /&gt;Am i doing anything wrong?&lt;br /&gt;I need to get a shield for myself to protect myself from anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shud have know i wud get hurt but still went on and on after each time my heart falls..&lt;br /&gt;Shud have know when i got suspected..&lt;br /&gt;Shud have know when things started to change at first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i cant let it go...&lt;br /&gt;stupid jon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. so what now?&lt;br /&gt;Be a bad guy..&lt;br /&gt;No point giving anymore..&lt;br /&gt;Im juz another guy..&lt;br /&gt;who searching for the one but to no avail..&lt;br /&gt;give up then..&lt;br /&gt;live the best out of my singlehood..&lt;br /&gt;wana do what i haven do before when im single..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a raining day..&lt;br /&gt;but im feeling warm all the while..&lt;br /&gt;till the phone rang..&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i juz turn cold and freezing..&lt;br /&gt;my feet and palm turns cold..&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why issit so?&lt;br /&gt;even now when im typing, its cold..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~ o.0 ~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;its hard to give up..&lt;br /&gt;feelin empty and hollow juz like before i know you...&lt;br /&gt;you filled my heart..&lt;br /&gt;you gave me laughter..&lt;br /&gt;you taught me how to smile..&lt;br /&gt;you gave me happiness..&lt;br /&gt;you gave me hurt..&lt;br /&gt;you gave me dissapointment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant forget u..&lt;br /&gt;it needs time i know but this period of time sucks..&lt;br /&gt;and how long does it takes..&lt;br /&gt;im suffering..&lt;br /&gt;i know im back to nightlife again..&lt;br /&gt;juz to keep me refrain from thinkin when im at home in the lonely night..&lt;br /&gt;its juz goes wild and i cant handle it..&lt;br /&gt;even on the club dancefloor, memories flew back..&lt;br /&gt;couples out there sucks..making me puke..&lt;br /&gt;in ktv the lyrics juz bringing it back to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again i hold back my tears and swallow..&lt;br /&gt;i miss the first month esp..&lt;br /&gt;isnt it wonderful?&lt;br /&gt;isnt it sweet and heart warming?&lt;br /&gt;it never gona come back to me again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im missing u badly right now...&lt;br /&gt;but what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;i miss ur hug but its juz a instant of warmth and hurts rush in..&lt;br /&gt;i know that but i know i still cant refrain from the hug if have one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning to Smile When the Heart is aching..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;InPain&lt;br /&gt;-j0n-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-6436069102867692899?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6436069102867692899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6436069102867692899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/07/realising.html' title='Realising'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-4413485990817153071</id><published>2007-07-22T06:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T06:37:12.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flows</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FAILED~!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ITS FLOWS~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-4413485990817153071?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/4413485990817153071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/4413485990817153071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/07/flows.html' title='Flows'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-5975992478961904421</id><published>2007-07-22T05:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T06:18:57.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brokenhearted</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Felt A Challenge!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im losing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres a lie somewhere...?&lt;br /&gt;Issit true?&lt;br /&gt;Im scared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it wud end..&lt;br /&gt;n i feel that is it..&lt;br /&gt;he's winning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again i felt that my heart sink..&lt;br /&gt;Its the dunoe how many times..&lt;br /&gt;there's sure any things i do not know..&lt;br /&gt;i have no right to know...&lt;br /&gt;but if a lie to me?&lt;br /&gt;What wud it be considered as?&lt;br /&gt;i fear to know the truth..&lt;br /&gt;i felt the Cracked heart shape like thingy is falling into pieces..&lt;br /&gt;its suffering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No tears i said to myself before the talk..&lt;br /&gt;now i understand the feel to hang on and not to let it flow..&lt;br /&gt;its unbearable..&lt;br /&gt;my heart is feeling really heavy..&lt;br /&gt;Zhen De Hen Xing Ku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My palms are cold and my hair stands...&lt;br /&gt;Heart is sinking and tangling...&lt;br /&gt;Thats how i feel...&lt;br /&gt;Its crying out inside...&lt;br /&gt;but who cares bout it?&lt;br /&gt;Or choose not to care?&lt;br /&gt;It really hurts~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;this feeling sucks~!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What shud i do now?&lt;br /&gt;what shud the next step be?&lt;br /&gt;What will we become?&lt;br /&gt;what will they become?&lt;br /&gt;i FuckiNg Dunoe!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebodyjuzkillmeplease...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why the parting have to be that dramatic?&lt;br /&gt;seeing my train's door and her train's door closing at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;what a fucking farewell..&lt;br /&gt;so near yet so damn far...&lt;br /&gt;for a few time tears in the eye and swallow down while gg to town..&lt;br /&gt;took a seat and smoke and juz wana broke down..&lt;br /&gt;hang on and hang on.... .... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been looking at my hp..&lt;br /&gt;thinkin i may mis a call or msg..&lt;br /&gt;finally when reaching home, there's a msg..&lt;br /&gt;im so so so delighted..~!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;but it gone after a few msges..&lt;br /&gt;online and i told myself to hang on again..&lt;br /&gt;whats gg on mAn~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tears in me really gona burst out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did u lie to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like slp thru a few months and wake up when everything is normal again..&lt;br /&gt;its sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a testimonial from genting..&lt;br /&gt;i tot its special..&lt;br /&gt;but nah.. not for me only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im juz a nuisence now...&lt;br /&gt;im nothing...&lt;br /&gt;juz nothing...&lt;br /&gt;maybe a nanny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhhhhhhhhh~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;how to stop that feel in me..&lt;br /&gt;its drilling and drilling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO~!!! its not gonna flow...&lt;br /&gt;NO!! NO!! NO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need help..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-5975992478961904421?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5975992478961904421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5975992478961904421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/07/brokenhearted.html' title='brokenhearted'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-8288596833058878047</id><published>2007-07-20T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T04:16:39.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouch..my back hurts..&lt;br /&gt;haix...&lt;br /&gt;i guess its muz be the dance prac juz now..&lt;br /&gt;i have lotsa to catch with the rest.. tryin to absorb as much as possible..&lt;br /&gt;tml will have the prac again..i muz at last finish what had choreo..&lt;br /&gt;tml i got virtual shooting too..&lt;br /&gt;shud be fun but juz all the waiting time sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There this fren who have been around since i know him..&lt;br /&gt;tho we really seldom meet up or even contact he is someone i know that will 'back' u up..or least me.. i really appreciate that..&lt;br /&gt;im sorry..this 2 month will be a busy week for me and a tiring one..&lt;br /&gt;i will hold on man and dun worry..&lt;br /&gt;im aint the kinda to fall sick easily that need to go seek for a doc..&lt;br /&gt;schedule for the month wud be work dance work dance work dance..&lt;br /&gt;plus anything for someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i feel some changes?&lt;br /&gt;or issit i think too much?&lt;br /&gt;I feel it changing gradually..&lt;br /&gt;i can feel it..&lt;br /&gt;Got evidence too..&lt;br /&gt;But is tat the truth?&lt;br /&gt;or i juz dun wish to face it?&lt;br /&gt;things juz changed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read msg from the past and comparing it from what i receive now is...&lt;br /&gt;i miss those msges.. i miss those 'misses'.. i miss those 'wana meet?'..&lt;br /&gt;i miss those 'sweetie', i miss those 'hugs', i miss those 'loves'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it moving further and further away..&lt;br /&gt;that i feel the coldness..&lt;br /&gt;that i fear to hope for one and to disappoint myself..&lt;br /&gt;at times i feel the warmth but issit really the warmth or im juz satisfied with that lil factors, for the short moment?&lt;br /&gt;am i juz a company?&lt;br /&gt;am i appreciated or treated like normal? for granted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter what it is..&lt;br /&gt;i still continue to do my part..&lt;br /&gt;doin what i have been doin..&lt;br /&gt;i cant help to retrict myself to do that..&lt;br /&gt;juz to learn to supress the feeling inside..&lt;br /&gt;keeping it there and juz there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how long will this goes on?&lt;br /&gt;i dunoe too..&lt;br /&gt;i fear to end what we have now..&lt;br /&gt;i dunwan to..&lt;br /&gt;it will be a torture to be alone again..&lt;br /&gt;when i tot someone is there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what shud be the result?&lt;br /&gt;which shud be the way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wana hug u~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i asking too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till The End,&lt;br /&gt;I Still Fear To Lose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-8288596833058878047?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8288596833058878047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8288596833058878047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/07/random.html' title='Random..'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-5538462052437558617</id><published>2007-07-19T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T11:32:00.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DutyOff</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a peaceful night of duty... Gud Day~!!&lt;br /&gt;Last night, she sound weird and she having headache..&lt;br /&gt;Plus she have to do research for her proj..&lt;br /&gt;Poor thingy..&lt;br /&gt;If im not on duty i wud have help her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was waiting for her call and keep myself awake by watching anime..&lt;br /&gt;waited till ard 2, she have yet to call so i juz continue waiting and its 3am ald..&lt;br /&gt;so i guess she muz have slp le so i din call to disturb her..&lt;br /&gt;in the end the next day realise she tried calling many times but cant get thru..&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why..&lt;br /&gt;too bad then..&lt;br /&gt;like finding and waiting but cant get it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, duty over and gona home..&lt;br /&gt;but its raining~!!&lt;br /&gt;im stuck at the guardroom and got pissed so juz steal the umbrella from there and juz go..&lt;br /&gt;but wat..&lt;br /&gt;no difference with using the umbrella...&lt;br /&gt;im still wet and got splash by this MuthaF**kin bus at the traffic light..&lt;br /&gt;in the end i juz take a cab back home.. bloody hell..&lt;br /&gt;who know at this point of time, she got wet in the rain too..&lt;br /&gt;went home and change then back to sch..&lt;br /&gt;so qiao huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard a story the previous night..&lt;br /&gt;im glad to hear bout it..&lt;br /&gt;To allow me to understand the person alil more..&lt;br /&gt;To know whats gg on..&lt;br /&gt;the story led me to think bout mine, my family..&lt;br /&gt;every family have their own problem..&lt;br /&gt;i have too..&lt;br /&gt;not juz my family but including relatives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know some things will remain this way for a long time..&lt;br /&gt;or maybe it will not change at all..&lt;br /&gt;not very healthy to be this way of cuz but it juz tat way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i been thru wat u been thru..&lt;br /&gt;some similarities btw us in this too..&lt;br /&gt;i have pass that stage..&lt;br /&gt;hope someday u will too..&lt;br /&gt;sure will de..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goin to slp soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~ o.0 ~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;i really Wonder y my fren can be that way..&lt;br /&gt;i wun for sure..&lt;br /&gt;they are the problem or im the problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are good but sometimes its not..&lt;br /&gt;maybe im too sensitive..&lt;br /&gt;thinkin alil more..&lt;br /&gt;tats y making myself feelin uncomfortable..&lt;br /&gt;maybe im acting smart to think tat lil more..&lt;br /&gt;but thats how i feel from it..&lt;br /&gt;or the first feel i get..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently i miss huggin alot..&lt;br /&gt;each time i hug i juz wana hang on..&lt;br /&gt;the smell that linger on my jacket..&lt;br /&gt;i miss it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;covering the feeling in btw or there wasnt anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope things will be better..&lt;br /&gt;i feel a river in btw compare to the small stream before..&lt;br /&gt;tell me im wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-5538462052437558617?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5538462052437558617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5538462052437558617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/07/dutyoff.html' title='DutyOff'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-3890536283457478132</id><published>2007-07-17T03:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T03:14:39.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>terrible feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im missing you badly my baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-3890536283457478132?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/3890536283457478132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/3890536283457478132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/07/terrible-feeling.html' title='terrible feeling'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-230474922534662061</id><published>2007-07-16T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T04:09:37.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping~</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a good day~!!&lt;br /&gt;Met up wit hazel for shopping~~&lt;br /&gt;went early to get the tix for transformer and met hazel at ps station..&lt;br /&gt;(finally got to watch it man..wit her..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was suppose to get her into the street wear..&lt;br /&gt;so went to army marketin search of the shoes but din able to get any..&lt;br /&gt;instead i got one for myself~! lol...&lt;br /&gt;its like total black converse high cut but wasnt converse la..&lt;br /&gt;some china brand..lolXx..its cost juz 19 buck k~!lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not a place for our miss princess hazel...lolXx&lt;br /&gt;its stoo stuffy over there and hot...&lt;br /&gt;took a cabby over the bugis to cool down in the mall before gg over to the street..&lt;br /&gt;spend quite a long time over there tho...&lt;br /&gt;aiyaaa lazy to blog so much...&lt;br /&gt;lolXxx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya instead of getting some street wear..&lt;br /&gt;miss hazel got her girl stuff...&lt;br /&gt;i bought her a black and white top..&lt;br /&gt;it look really nice on her when she tried it..&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. anyway u wanted a off shoulder top too rite?&lt;br /&gt;so here you go..&lt;br /&gt;and thern got a extra item man...&lt;br /&gt;i ask her to try on this bling bling bangle and we juz went off wit it..&lt;br /&gt;lolXx..forget it...lolXxx... juz wear it then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been searching for white and gold stuff..&lt;br /&gt;end up she bought a white and gold and bling bag..&lt;br /&gt;thinking of getting the high cut gold shoes too but well..&lt;br /&gt;its look kinda too much..lolXx...&lt;br /&gt;so din get it in the end..haha..&lt;br /&gt;a useless jacket which i think she will be getting still..&lt;br /&gt;haha..you will see how useless it is..lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;i got a prezzie for mum birthday too..&lt;br /&gt;hope she like it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz keeping this blog short..&lt;br /&gt;im perspiring now while blogging la..&lt;br /&gt;so hot man.~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++++( v )+++++++&lt;br /&gt;++++++++\ /++++++++&lt;br /&gt;+++++++++*+++++++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;You Kou Nan Yan..&lt;br /&gt;you hua bu yao shuo..&lt;br /&gt;keep in the heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~ o.0 ~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y did i shou yang go click on that..&lt;br /&gt;not gona let it spoil my day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn...&lt;br /&gt;haizzz...&lt;br /&gt;watever la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-230474922534662061?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/230474922534662061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/230474922534662061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/07/shopping.html' title='Shopping~'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-2950769528489912372</id><published>2007-07-14T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T18:20:06.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>darling together...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure you two don't wana give it aother go ? coz u look darling together"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fren wasnt refering to me but i juz took notice of this line..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-2950769528489912372?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/2950769528489912372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/2950769528489912372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/07/darling-together.html' title='darling together...'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-1834311722372765179</id><published>2007-07-14T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T17:22:52.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its hard..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck have i juz done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insane me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only can find tiredness..&lt;br /&gt;does she understand that i msg u and u msg me is different?&lt;br /&gt;maybe this lil hope i put in exploded me..&lt;br /&gt;luckily i din go home early..if not i will be toking to the wall at a corner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attitude changes..&lt;br /&gt;feel tat u get so easily irritated by me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or am i still askin alil more then wats she wans to maintain wat we are now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i will miss those hugs..&lt;br /&gt;i know i will miss those fragrance..&lt;br /&gt;i know i will miss those dancing together..&lt;br /&gt;i know i will miss those smiles on ur face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunoe what else to say..&lt;br /&gt;another level to attain..&lt;br /&gt;we are single..&lt;br /&gt;do what we wan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-1834311722372765179?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/1834311722372765179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/1834311722372765179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-hard.html' title='its hard..'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-4360934289906201132</id><published>2007-07-14T05:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T12:09:00.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn,...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its almost 12 hours since i got anything from her...&lt;br /&gt;its sucks..&lt;br /&gt;restricting myself from making the first move..&lt;br /&gt;and there u go its 530am now..&lt;br /&gt;my hp is almost like silent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wats gg on man...&lt;br /&gt;i really dun understand..&lt;br /&gt;issit tat i juz dun even worth that 5cent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or a free call from home...&lt;br /&gt;muz it be that way to force me to choose the ans..&lt;br /&gt;im drowning in all the hurting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keeping quiet and wan me to know the ans myself HUH&lt;br /&gt;is tat what u wan..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im wondering what i have been doin man..&lt;br /&gt;whats really going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;issit true or wat..&lt;br /&gt;i stop myself from thinkin more and juz get what u say..&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhhhhhhh.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gona be alone again...&lt;br /&gt;i know im goin too..&lt;br /&gt;i know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muz it be the way?&lt;br /&gt;shoot right in my face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;into pieces im becoming too..&lt;br /&gt;so that how its gona be when u say im someone special..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz dunoe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for bellman tml?&lt;br /&gt;lets see if i can wake up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to heal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-4360934289906201132?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/4360934289906201132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/4360934289906201132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/07/damn.html' title='damn,...'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-5042280992218838520</id><published>2007-07-13T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T19:00:10.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mentally tired..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a friday which mean i shud off work at 5pm but then i end up workin till 630pm..&lt;br /&gt;finally got my fresh air after 10.5hrs in the workcenter...&lt;br /&gt;now i dunoe y im still in camp bloggin this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havin headache from all the paperwork and admin stuff..&lt;br /&gt;now y am i thinkin so much for something to add on to the headache..&lt;br /&gt;damn...&lt;br /&gt;stop thinkin jon..&lt;br /&gt;dun think bout the hot and cold moment..&lt;br /&gt;things in life is unknown ya..&lt;br /&gt;be cool....................&lt;br /&gt;im tired...&lt;br /&gt;dun feel like doin anything..&lt;br /&gt;dun feel like dancing too but i have too...&lt;br /&gt;time is limited..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*juz feel like gg to the beach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~ o.0 ~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;can i ask for assurance?&lt;br /&gt;nope i guess..&lt;br /&gt;so dun think so much...&lt;br /&gt;end up having more qns only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-5042280992218838520?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5042280992218838520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5042280992218838520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/07/mentally-tired.html' title='mentally tired..'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-995669554568009670</id><published>2007-07-12T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T02:30:25.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well suddenly i just cant get to slp so came here for a blog..&lt;br /&gt;recently i have been juz feeling tired..&lt;br /&gt;maybe its because i have been sleeping enough but to think back, i dun feel this tired in the past..so ya wonder why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the thank you reception for the musical so yea went over..&lt;br /&gt;finally got the dvd and photos man..&lt;br /&gt;Happy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i shud back and try to slp..&lt;br /&gt;nights...&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~ o.0 ~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tot i wudnt see but unexpectedly its there..&lt;br /&gt;got a fear which i dunoe how to handle myself..&lt;br /&gt;heart beating fast and kinda trembling too..&lt;br /&gt;hoping it wun come to me cuz i know i dunoe how to handle it..&lt;br /&gt;its still in the my list..&lt;br /&gt;never will leave there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*confusion.wonder.why.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-995669554568009670?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/995669554568009670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/995669554568009670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/07/tired.html' title='Tired..'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-6171425381432918698</id><published>2007-07-08T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T20:07:10.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So ya...</title><content type='html'>Shudnt have scroll thru again..&lt;br /&gt;getting thinkin alil again..&lt;br /&gt;read once and thats it what, jon.&lt;br /&gt;y itchy hand scroll again?&lt;br /&gt;happy time for u but not for me ya..&lt;br /&gt;im a fishmonger selfish man..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry..&lt;br /&gt;hiphop is my field from the start of my dancin life..&lt;br /&gt;tats y i got in a dilema..&lt;br /&gt;plus my partner is her..&lt;br /&gt;i have a standard for myself in dance in shows in performance..&lt;br /&gt;so now i have got my decision..&lt;br /&gt;i know what im gona do and ask for myself..&lt;br /&gt;the standard i want for myself..&lt;br /&gt;and to make u shine on that floor..&lt;br /&gt;its will be a great experience for us.&lt;br /&gt;it will be something for us as well..&lt;br /&gt;juz us..&lt;br /&gt;ihave told u what im gonna do..&lt;br /&gt;so well now its to train on it..&lt;br /&gt;not juz the skills and technique.&lt;br /&gt;and to bring back ur morale and feel for it..&lt;br /&gt;i believe we can do it..&lt;br /&gt;to train hard..&lt;br /&gt;the finale choice wud be theirs to put us into it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. i guess the ans now doesnt matter already..&lt;br /&gt;an ans during a confusion wudnt be a ans..&lt;br /&gt;from this i get ur ans for u..&lt;br /&gt;so let it be and see how it will be then..&lt;br /&gt;either of may juz go off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are close frenz now..&lt;br /&gt;wanting the other accompany..&lt;br /&gt;at least now i know what i can do now..&lt;br /&gt;juz be normal and as what i am..&lt;br /&gt;same to u as well i believe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup i do admit qns still goes thru my mind..&lt;br /&gt;but i can overwhelm it too..&lt;br /&gt;so whether to say its controlling or i dun care, i dun know..&lt;br /&gt;im taking it easy so well, i feel more free than before in the mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im glad somehow im still a person that u are comfortable to be with..&lt;br /&gt;cuz to be who u are is what u wan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea Yea..&lt;br /&gt;life will get bz from next week onwards man..&lt;br /&gt;dance and dance and dance..&lt;br /&gt;for both suntec and ballroom..&lt;br /&gt;for the past 2 week shud be the "vacation week"..&lt;br /&gt;have been gg pubbing and clubbing and drinkin..lolxx..&lt;br /&gt;its seem to be tat way man..&lt;br /&gt;previously i oso have tat kinda "vacation" then gets on bz with somthing..&lt;br /&gt;hahaXx..&lt;br /&gt;So take care jon..&lt;br /&gt;eat more man...&lt;br /&gt;gain some weight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-j0n-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~ o.0 ~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Goes on with life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-6171425381432918698?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6171425381432918698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6171425381432918698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-ya.html' title='So ya...'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-6541080484947170356</id><published>2007-07-08T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T17:54:31.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscope - Virgo</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Virgo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;br /&gt;Stop trying to get someone to like you. You two aren't compatible, and that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Detail&lt;br /&gt;You cannot be everyone's best friend -- in fact, you can't even expect everyone to like you. So today stop putting so much effort into pleasing someone who clearly cannot be pleased (at least by you). You two are just not compatible, and there's nothing wrong with that. Sometimes, two people just aren't meant to be friends. If everyone liked everyone, the world would be a very boring place, so be grateful that you do have the friends you have, and stop worrying about the ones you don't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... this is the horoscope i read from the friendster..&lt;br /&gt;and i sound kinda fierce...&lt;br /&gt;wondering its refering to who tho...lolXx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-6541080484947170356?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6541080484947170356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6541080484947170356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/07/horoscope-virgo.html' title='Horoscope - Virgo'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-5100394167821873285</id><published>2007-07-04T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T00:55:35.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;its gona be the way...&lt;br /&gt;juz a partner in dance...&lt;br /&gt;either u hinting in ur words or it wasnt on purpose,&lt;br /&gt;thats the things i got it from you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i hope u will tell me about it..&lt;br /&gt;letting me know what inside you..&lt;br /&gt;i dun wana always be the one asking, plus i said im not gona ask bout us anymore..&lt;br /&gt;but if theres a end i hope to hear from u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics says a thousand words..&lt;br /&gt;it tells me its more than that..&lt;br /&gt;at least im sure there smthing from this person to that person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the past but everything still mean something..&lt;br /&gt;its isnt a blank sheet of paper anymore..&lt;br /&gt;even if u erase, the mark will be there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop myself from askin anything more..&lt;br /&gt;thinkin thru before askin..&lt;br /&gt;not to think when i know i shudnt cuz it wun do me good..&lt;br /&gt;but hard to control..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well well....&lt;br /&gt;slowly let it slip off..&lt;br /&gt;-jon-&lt;br /&gt;u take care k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-5100394167821873285?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5100394167821873285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5100394167821873285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/07/hmmm.html' title='hmmm...'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-5798691633458504383</id><published>2007-07-01T14:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T14:47:56.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Still..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can i have dance everyday?&lt;br /&gt;i Think its better that way..&lt;br /&gt;numb myself..&lt;br /&gt;if not, there will be nothing else to keep me bz..&lt;br /&gt;at least flood my brain with dance instead of smthing else...&lt;br /&gt;suntecdance?&lt;br /&gt;Argh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;feel like screaming out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-5798691633458504383?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5798691633458504383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5798691633458504383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/07/nothing-still.html' title='Nothing Still..'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-4646980768691988708</id><published>2007-07-01T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T15:45:27.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virgo (Aug 23 - Sep 22)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a choice between love and money now, go for romance! Love's in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;In Detail&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a choice between love and money today, go for romance! Work opportunities are like buses -- if you miss one, another one will be along soon enough. But when you meet someone who really ignites a fire deep inside of you, you cannot pass up the opportunity to get to know them a little bit better. Skip out of the rat race today and see if the two of you can get away somewhere to talk, share a new experience or just enjoy a leisurely meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if its true..the horoscope reading from the friendster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another week have pass..&lt;br /&gt;a tough week for me to handle..&lt;br /&gt;emotional and tiredness...&lt;br /&gt;for consecutive night where i only sleep for 2 to 3 hrs each..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yanyan posted a comment for me on friendster..&lt;br /&gt;"u n hazel's partnership for ballroom is good!!! *envy envy*"&lt;br /&gt;im very happy to hear that if what she says is true but i dunoe how to reply her oso..&lt;br /&gt;thanks for that anyway..&lt;br /&gt;i like rumba...&lt;br /&gt;i like to dance with her doing rumba...&lt;br /&gt;for a instance, it bring us slightly closer..&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoy that moment..&lt;br /&gt;the smell of er hair, the so called hug..&lt;br /&gt;damn bellman to remover the hugging step..&lt;br /&gt;keke..&lt;br /&gt;but well.. i think soon will be gg into jive..&lt;br /&gt;wonder how it wud be dancing with her..&lt;br /&gt;i miss the feeling..&lt;br /&gt;end of the class..&lt;br /&gt;so called end of today contact..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tot we suppose to watch that together...?&lt;br /&gt;Haix.. think she dun remember..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to msg but i force myself not to..&lt;br /&gt;and well theres really no msg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hp seem to be on silent mode..&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt ring,doesnt vibrate unless i do something bout it first..&lt;br /&gt;why wun it juz ring and vibrate on its own?&lt;br /&gt;even if it ring and vibrate, its another disappointment..&lt;br /&gt;its someone else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its hard to accept a lie tho it was meant to be a white lie..&lt;br /&gt;i accept it and accept the fact..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate to see couple on street now..&lt;br /&gt;juz hate it..&lt;br /&gt;or maybe envy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been drinkin for the pass few days..&lt;br /&gt;juz get into the mode and goes to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;i know my body is overtired already..&lt;br /&gt;i can simply sit down for awhile and knk out soon..&lt;br /&gt;this is which tat wun happen to me at night..&lt;br /&gt;i need to rest i know..&lt;br /&gt;n comments is i got slim down again...&lt;br /&gt;damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y am i still awake now?&lt;br /&gt;still waiting for something..&lt;br /&gt;wud it comes?&lt;br /&gt;i dunoe..&lt;br /&gt;fear to hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can feel alil unwanted when ask for that..&lt;br /&gt;wonder shud i ask again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sunday..&lt;br /&gt;dinner is postphone once again..&lt;br /&gt;so what for the day..&lt;br /&gt;like as tho no reply..&lt;br /&gt;can i juz skip this sunday and goes to monday straight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was chatting wit a fren..&lt;br /&gt;he said he wana destroy her ex..&lt;br /&gt;cuz she is happily there but he is suffering here..&lt;br /&gt;yup its stupid way of thinkin..&lt;br /&gt;i wun agree to what he thinkin..&lt;br /&gt;i know and understand when she happy there and you suffer here..&lt;br /&gt;but well..&lt;br /&gt;in the heart u wan her to be happy..&lt;br /&gt;its hard going thru this period of time..&lt;br /&gt;but u got no choice but to accept the fact..&lt;br /&gt;unless... unless u can forgoet bout it immediately..&lt;br /&gt;Me? i cant tho..&lt;br /&gt;so let time do the job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving up isnt something i wan..&lt;br /&gt;its seem so tempted to prevent anymore hurt..&lt;br /&gt;but its not easy doing so..&lt;br /&gt;i tried and i failed..&lt;br /&gt;i tried and i failed again..&lt;br /&gt;the two time i tot it wud really be giving up..&lt;br /&gt;but no..&lt;br /&gt;it isnt..&lt;br /&gt;it din happen that way..&lt;br /&gt;its juz goes on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im aint no weirdo...&lt;br /&gt;im aint no somebody..&lt;br /&gt;im juz myself..&lt;br /&gt;situation brings me to be what ppl see..&lt;br /&gt;naturally i can say..&lt;br /&gt;i hate to act juz to get something..&lt;br /&gt;maybe im physco...&lt;br /&gt;know being hurt but still hanging on to it..&lt;br /&gt;no matter what..&lt;br /&gt;its really hard..&lt;br /&gt;its too fast too deep..&lt;br /&gt;climbing out aint easy for at least..&lt;br /&gt;it consider to be a short time..&lt;br /&gt;but frankly to say..&lt;br /&gt;u the only one that made me tears for in these short time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i will only tok to my blog from now..&lt;br /&gt;i dunwana say anything bout it to her again..&lt;br /&gt;i hope..&lt;br /&gt;i juz wana be appreciated..&lt;br /&gt;im not gona believe what others say..&lt;br /&gt;cuz im the one in the spot, not them..&lt;br /&gt;i wun say i know u very well..&lt;br /&gt;but i believe she wun be that way..&lt;br /&gt;hope i din see it wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i can tell what going on from the way she tok to me..&lt;br /&gt;i guess and it turn out right..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i cant see what she's thinking in ur mind..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i hope something from her but wit the minimum of hope..&lt;br /&gt;im scared..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil things from her make me smile..&lt;br /&gt;i feel touch and glad and happy to received the call this morning..&lt;br /&gt;im kinda stunned in some way..&lt;br /&gt;maybe its seem so "what the hell" but it really being so to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fear to think more nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;i fear my wild imaginataion wud be running so wild till i cant take it..&lt;br /&gt;qns is in my mind but where do i stand to ask..&lt;br /&gt;where do i stand to expect this and that..&lt;br /&gt;if im something to u, i think that wud be the least thingy u will let me know..&lt;br /&gt;but i guess not..&lt;br /&gt;and this is different from controlling u..&lt;br /&gt;it juz the natural thingy u wud do..&lt;br /&gt;i guess juz to accept the fact and what we are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for some fb ppl for ur care and concern..&lt;br /&gt;im glad..and come with some surprised from the way ur reacted..&lt;br /&gt;well..i will be fine ya..&lt;br /&gt;life goes on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard bout ishi news..&lt;br /&gt;its terribly stunning to hear bout his death..&lt;br /&gt;he's a very talented guy..&lt;br /&gt;but in the end..&lt;br /&gt;died for love..&lt;br /&gt;i think its stupid to do such a thing still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Rest In Peace, You Will Be Remembered In Heart - My Friend*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes im scared to do anything..&lt;br /&gt;so how will the coming week to be like?&lt;br /&gt;or how will it be like later?&lt;br /&gt;See how it goes then..&lt;br /&gt;im the water and which follow hows the bank goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 3.25am already..&lt;br /&gt;i shud be sleeping soon..&lt;br /&gt;hp is still in silent mode..&lt;br /&gt;i think i shud sleep...&lt;br /&gt;i think i need rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-j0n-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ o.0 ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Smash my head into the wall,&lt;br /&gt;smash my fists into the wall,&lt;br /&gt;smash my heart into the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever its is, its juz so unknown to me..&lt;br /&gt;there lots and lots more out there..&lt;br /&gt;even better ones..&lt;br /&gt;there someone new or what..&lt;br /&gt;act blur and treat them as fren but not in the other way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what am i..&lt;br /&gt;juz another that appear?&lt;br /&gt;a third party now?&lt;br /&gt;who is actually him?&lt;br /&gt;my heart hurts when it comes to my mind..&lt;br /&gt;it happen right in my face..&lt;br /&gt;why? tryin to test the strength of my heart?&lt;br /&gt;its there already..&lt;br /&gt;do u care how i feel?&lt;br /&gt;and dissappear suddenly..&lt;br /&gt;what do i meant to you?&lt;br /&gt;can u tell me?&lt;br /&gt;i really wana know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel total no confidence..&lt;br /&gt;"love" is getting to far from me..&lt;br /&gt;too distant..&lt;br /&gt;can i juz take out this part of my heart and throw it away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i do to ease it?&lt;br /&gt;what can i do to feel better?&lt;br /&gt;what can i do to make life easier?&lt;br /&gt;to be a bastard?&lt;br /&gt;a total bastard?&lt;br /&gt;fuck man..&lt;br /&gt;somebody kill me~!~!&lt;br /&gt;i dun feel anything from her..&lt;br /&gt;care?concern?feels?&lt;br /&gt;ARghhhhhhhhh~~!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;what am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an actor..&lt;br /&gt;to smile and be happy male lead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KillMe~&lt;br /&gt;anyway im dyin soon...&lt;br /&gt;i know...&lt;br /&gt;and its thats it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-4646980768691988708?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/4646980768691988708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/4646980768691988708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/07/another-day.html' title='Another Day'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-1391447413573968403</id><published>2007-06-27T07:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T07:53:35.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Happy Birthday To MIssy Baby Hazel~!!&lt;br /&gt;Still consider as baby Ma? lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;All the best to You then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-1391447413573968403?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/1391447413573968403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/1391447413573968403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-5821374670674329656</id><published>2007-06-27T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T02:52:17.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>erm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to but scared..&lt;br /&gt;however,&lt;br /&gt;still saw something that i shudnt see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ o.0 ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jon: "juz keep inside k...Shhhhhh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-5821374670674329656?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5821374670674329656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5821374670674329656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/06/erm.html' title='erm...'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-8717905503606128204</id><published>2007-06-26T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T07:47:37.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Camp Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its lunchtime and im here again...&lt;br /&gt;cuz theres nothing better to do...&lt;br /&gt;juz feel like sleeping only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz got inform that i got to attend a millitary funeral..&lt;br /&gt;so meaning i have to wear No.1 and fire blank..&lt;br /&gt;hahaXxx... Well... it sure wud be troublesome to do those preparation..&lt;br /&gt;got to go for fitting,bringing it home, wash it and iron~!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha if so i gona take photos with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 11.5hrs wud be the Baby Hazel Bdae..&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday in advanced~!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok i got to go back work le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya....~!~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~~~``&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-8717905503606128204?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8717905503606128204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8717905503606128204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/06/in-camp-again.html' title='In Camp Again'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-6140888273391905878</id><published>2007-06-26T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T02:23:44.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Its a good day i guess..&lt;br /&gt;im sorry...&lt;br /&gt;kinda made u face turn black black..&lt;br /&gt;forgive me ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmi dunoe wat to blog leh...&lt;br /&gt;some random pics..&lt;br /&gt;Gettin alil vain but not too vain oso la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAAgpJWnTI/AAAAAAAAAR0/z_hjh_O0nEE/s1600-h/DSC00590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080060940474817842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAAgpJWnTI/AAAAAAAAAR0/z_hjh_O0nEE/s200/DSC00590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Thats the sweet lil plaster~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAAg5JWnUI/AAAAAAAAAR8/4q-jhjH7bj0/s1600-h/DSC00584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080060944769785154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAAg5JWnUI/AAAAAAAAAR8/4q-jhjH7bj0/s200/DSC00584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;SmileXx~!~ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAAhJJWnVI/AAAAAAAAASE/5pCSdyy6xV4/s1600-h/DSC00596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080060949064752466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAAhJJWnVI/AAAAAAAAASE/5pCSdyy6xV4/s200/DSC00596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;You taught me how to smileXx ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAAjZJWnWI/AAAAAAAAASM/et29pIOKthY/s1600-h/DSC00585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080060987719458146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAAjZJWnWI/AAAAAAAAASM/et29pIOKthY/s200/DSC00585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Relax... &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAAkJJWnXI/AAAAAAAAASU/yA_jTbh8w34/s1600-h/DSC00247.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080061000604360050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAAkJJWnXI/AAAAAAAAASU/yA_jTbh8w34/s200/DSC00247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAB9ZJWnaI/AAAAAAAAASs/Fjb3MzVVGn0/s1600-h/DSC00536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080062533907684770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAB9ZJWnaI/AAAAAAAAASs/Fjb3MzVVGn0/s200/DSC00536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw that? A Snail~!&lt;br /&gt;i hate to step on it man...&lt;br /&gt;its like in the night after some rain or whatever... it juz crawl around..&lt;br /&gt;and out of nowhere u feel something crack and squashy under ur feet...&lt;br /&gt;Eeekk damn la.... Kill somthing like so innocent like tat.. damn...&lt;br /&gt;but i din kill this la...lolXxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was walkin home the other day then this is wat i saw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAB8pJWnYI/AAAAAAAAASc/qOjvLazNrBU/s1600-h/DSC00503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080062521022782850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAB8pJWnYI/AAAAAAAAASc/qOjvLazNrBU/s200/DSC00503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAB85JWnZI/AAAAAAAAASk/TO_N26J8cEE/s1600-h/DSC00505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080062525317750162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAB85JWnZI/AAAAAAAAASk/TO_N26J8cEE/s200/DSC00505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;get it?&lt;br /&gt;a cat and a toad is staring at each other...&lt;br /&gt;wAHAhaha~!!&lt;br /&gt;lame i know...&lt;br /&gt;but like so funny la... they like got nothing in common, so y they lookin at each other? maybe juz find each other amusing...wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.. maybe only i think its amusing... lolXxx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAEopJWnbI/AAAAAAAAAS0/kk7HDyJ_eBI/s1600-h/IMG_8939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080065475960282546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAEopJWnbI/AAAAAAAAAS0/kk7HDyJ_eBI/s200/IMG_8939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thats me During musical~! Salsa-ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAEpJJWncI/AAAAAAAAAS8/U83R8Ineq_g/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080065484550217154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAEpJJWncI/AAAAAAAAAS8/U83R8Ineq_g/s200/DSC00050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;toopid photos on cabbie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAEpZJWndI/AAAAAAAAATE/Z8kifC5_efE/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080065488845184466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAEpZJWndI/AAAAAAAAATE/Z8kifC5_efE/s200/DSC00032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the scar i had on my forearm..Damn~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAEppJWneI/AAAAAAAAATM/0cEm-zGivo4/s1600-h/DSC00178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080065493140151778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAEppJWneI/AAAAAAAAATM/0cEm-zGivo4/s200/DSC00178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fracture pinky~!!! lolxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAEp5JWnfI/AAAAAAAAATU/L8jJ3dtBCkw/s1600-h/DSC00124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080065497435119090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAEp5JWnfI/AAAAAAAAATU/L8jJ3dtBCkw/s200/DSC00124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Halloween Night... He's Drunk LIke dunoe what~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the big one u gona see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahah&lt;br /&gt;the playful us...&lt;br /&gt;know who issit not?? beside my mouth there..&lt;br /&gt;wahahha i quite like this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAHmpJWngI/AAAAAAAAATc/sZNctLbPRZI/s1600-h/DSC02623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080068740135427586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAHmpJWngI/AAAAAAAAATc/sZNctLbPRZI/s200/DSC02623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being random with me...&lt;br /&gt;Let see if there's anymore next time...&lt;br /&gt;lolXxx...&lt;br /&gt;goody Nighty...&lt;br /&gt;BB NIteXx//&lt;br /&gt;oPpXxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-6140888273391905878?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6140888273391905878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6140888273391905878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/06/random.html' title='Random..'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RoAAgpJWnTI/AAAAAAAAAR0/z_hjh_O0nEE/s72-c/DSC00590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-6068317338962582039</id><published>2007-06-24T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T01:27:46.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im the idiotie and toopid la</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jon was toking to jon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey u toopid.. u better upgrade urself, u dun wana miss any chance right? remember that she's the one who taught u how to smilex..and u are not good at it still,u need more classes of that.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And ur saving program still going u idiotie, u better limit urself...u have ald spend alot n lots more...~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;see how u gona handle the coming 15 days la~!!! serve u right.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sayin that u can blog but cant u mind ur own language? Damn u.. u hurt someone k~!!! u Idiotie"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"learn not to know everything..i mean u know e limit la..normal stuff is alrite still.. u know what i mean cuz u understand the fact behind it ald..so work on it.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup..&lt;br /&gt;today is a good day..&lt;br /&gt;maybe its a new start..&lt;br /&gt;i hope there will be this chance for me..&lt;br /&gt;i dunwana regret so i do wat i can..&lt;br /&gt;so let see how it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im glad to know bout all this stuff..&lt;br /&gt;im not hurt..&lt;br /&gt;juz disappointed in myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a gd reflect for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got an ans to the previous blog..&lt;br /&gt;so the ans is: "Knowing everything is redundent..as long as ur partner is mature enough to know what she is doin. At the end she will let u know still.."&lt;br /&gt;Ya... that what i get for now ya..&lt;br /&gt;hope it help the rest who in trouble with this question..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wana know ma if got chance not..&lt;br /&gt;shudnt ask ba..&lt;br /&gt;if no then tell me lo..&lt;br /&gt;lalalalal watever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haix i need to improve my brain man... any ideas how?&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to remember things well enough man...&lt;br /&gt;n thats a big big problem..&lt;br /&gt;learning slow in steps..&lt;br /&gt;forgetting what others have said..&lt;br /&gt;causing bad analysing..&lt;br /&gt;daMN~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ o.0 ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sorry once again..&lt;br /&gt;-Upgrading~&lt;br /&gt;-im juz smiling~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jon loves jon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-6068317338962582039?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6068317338962582039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6068317338962582039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-idiotie-and-toopid-la.html' title='Im the idiotie and toopid la'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-8968151311611506058</id><published>2007-06-22T04:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T04:14:43.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know u are stress up..&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what that 2 fellow wans..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 can be settle if u wan tho its hard..&lt;br /&gt;make a choice...&lt;br /&gt;harsh and thats it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other he is juz that she..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i can do is try not to stress u any much more..&lt;br /&gt;i wans u to be happy... from the heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter what.. &lt;br /&gt;not everything can be settle in a way that is fair to everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im takin this as a heart training session..&lt;br /&gt;i have to make sure its strong if not i will get a heart attack..&lt;br /&gt;if not i can choose to stop the training session...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how..&lt;br /&gt;its tough for me too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ o.0 ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;misses~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My apologies for the langauge u bout to read...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ [.\/.] ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;dAMn thOsE FuCkErS Out thErE~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ur BlOoDy pIeCe of ShItT~!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;FuCk Off FroM OtHerS LiFe~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-8968151311611506058?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8968151311611506058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8968151311611506058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/06/roarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.html' title='ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-8837730902579033638</id><published>2007-06-22T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T03:53:22.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonesome night</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you are troubled today. &lt;br /&gt;u avoided my question again.&lt;br /&gt;More or less i know who cud be the culprit..&lt;br /&gt;BUt since i know why dun wana tell me?&lt;br /&gt;Its not that i know nuts bout it..&lt;br /&gt;Even if its not what im thinkin or whatever that upset u, cant i be the one giving the listening ear?&lt;br /&gt;I dun wan u to choose to act and smile then to share it with me..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it will feel better letting it out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tot we gona take lotsa of photos but it din seem tat way tho..&lt;br /&gt;they have come for ur performance out of the sudden,so well, i dun think i shud keep u around..&lt;br /&gt;U oso wana go with them too..&lt;br /&gt;If it wasnt them will u tell me u gona off ur hp? and the reason why?&lt;br /&gt;will i know bout it today?&lt;br /&gt;and im right in my guessing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why i respect him in the first place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after departed i juz walk n walk n walk alone...&lt;br /&gt;Now i know why pple cud juz walk so much n dun feel tired bout it..&lt;br /&gt;reach this dunoe what place and sat down for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnrVDZJWnII/AAAAAAAAAQc/k3cn-y1lp9g/s1600-h/DSC00568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnrVDZJWnII/AAAAAAAAAQc/k3cn-y1lp9g/s200/DSC00568.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078605784080096386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnrWDZJWnQI/AAAAAAAAARc/TIxDQDMXuBo/s1600-h/DSC00569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnrWDZJWnQI/AAAAAAAAARc/TIxDQDMXuBo/s200/DSC00569.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078606883591724290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u cant see me ya?&lt;br /&gt;u dunwana see my face at tat time..&lt;br /&gt;its stink...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well continue my aimless walk and end up at esplanade..&lt;br /&gt;y i went there man...&lt;br /&gt;saw a few couples..&lt;br /&gt;theres working adult male and female, old age couple, youngster couple, gay and gay, butch and lesbian..&lt;br /&gt;whats the world going to be man..&lt;br /&gt;cant those pple respect their organS and goes against the nature~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grab a henekien and sat down at the long and broad stairs of marina square..&lt;br /&gt;it was empty at first till a malay couple came..&lt;br /&gt;well.. so i went off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnrVD5JWnJI/AAAAAAAAAQk/hfIx3p7SPvk/s1600-h/DSC00553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnrVD5JWnJI/AAAAAAAAAQk/hfIx3p7SPvk/s200/DSC00553.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078605792670030994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnrVEJJWnKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/xNIiEQHoEEE/s1600-h/DSC00551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnrVEJJWnKI/AAAAAAAAAQs/xNIiEQHoEEE/s200/DSC00551.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078605796964998306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here.. i started dancing to myself..&lt;br /&gt;wonder what i was doin man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnrVEZJWnLI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/zAMqZ-V2GfI/s1600-h/DSC00564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnrVEZJWnLI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/zAMqZ-V2GfI/s200/DSC00564.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078605801259965618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a night where i have never done anything like this before..&lt;br /&gt;walking around alone in the lonesome night and dance at the corner ot the city alone to my hp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally im home..bloggin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. the performance was great experience still..&lt;br /&gt;alil crop up but i guess still aint too bad..&lt;br /&gt;salsa again? got to think bout it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnrWB5JWnMI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/HqXT8zebBDc/s1600-h/DSC00570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnrWB5JWnMI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/HqXT8zebBDc/s200/DSC00570.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078606857821920450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnrWCJJWnNI/AAAAAAAAARE/wObM_i7eF_c/s1600-h/DSC00572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnrWCJJWnNI/AAAAAAAAARE/wObM_i7eF_c/s200/DSC00572.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078606862116887762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnrWCpJWnOI/AAAAAAAAARM/LkPOxTR99IA/s1600-h/DSC00576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnrWCpJWnOI/AAAAAAAAARM/LkPOxTR99IA/s200/DSC00576.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078606870706822370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnrWC5JWnPI/AAAAAAAAARU/UHRWY25c-jc/s1600-h/DSC00574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnrWC5JWnPI/AAAAAAAAARU/UHRWY25c-jc/s200/DSC00574.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078606875001789682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnrWwJJWnRI/AAAAAAAAARk/gVETIS_T0hQ/s1600-h/DSC00575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnrWwJJWnRI/AAAAAAAAARk/gVETIS_T0hQ/s200/DSC00575.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078607652390870290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks mum for coming to watch~!&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ o.0 ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIL&lt;br /&gt;Speechless..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is in my mind while taking the stroll..&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember this spiral stairs at marina?&lt;br /&gt;our trail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnrXDJJWnSI/AAAAAAAAARs/HjOBH3V2W2g/s1600-h/DSC00565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnrXDJJWnSI/AAAAAAAAARs/HjOBH3V2W2g/s200/DSC00565.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078607978808384802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-8837730902579033638?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8837730902579033638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8837730902579033638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/06/lonesome-night.html' title='Lonesome night'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnrVDZJWnII/AAAAAAAAAQc/k3cn-y1lp9g/s72-c/DSC00568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-5885465325185430211</id><published>2007-06-20T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T11:16:42.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring..&lt;br /&gt;and so i ended up blogging in camp..&lt;br /&gt;juz finish some SAI GANG..&lt;br /&gt;waiting for after lunch at 12 then back to workcenter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like so tired..&lt;br /&gt;only slept like less then 2 hr last night and the the previous night..&lt;br /&gt;Juz cant get to sleep after lying there for hours..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes really hope im the pig kind to sleep whenever i wan man..&lt;br /&gt;but too bad im anit one..&lt;br /&gt;juz like a walking zombie in the camp yo..&lt;br /&gt;tonight will be going over to the claymore whatever for salsa session for tml union performance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will the performance be man?&lt;br /&gt;There will many other groups performing as well..&lt;br /&gt;As a salsa noobie i think as long no mistake is made wud be good tho..&lt;br /&gt;HaHa... I mean still got to outshine others too la..&lt;br /&gt;Tonight i better to get a good rest man...&lt;br /&gt;I need to sleep~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im back to my camp after a long course..&lt;br /&gt;kinda demoralise working here but well since i have no choice but to return i better do something bout it..&lt;br /&gt;Got to get my techical knowlegde so as to work...&lt;br /&gt;gotten that and able to speak up better too..&lt;br /&gt;So as to shut other mouth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acting?&lt;br /&gt;or rather to say "a surf that goes with the wind"&lt;br /&gt;proceed accordingly to whoever i meet...&lt;br /&gt;Listen and do the tasking..&lt;br /&gt;I Juz wana a peaceful years in here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ o.0 ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save Up Jon~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upgrade Urself~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do Something Before Leaving Here~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Decisive~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know What You Doing &amp; Do It Well~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart Matters - Its Hard... Lets See How It Goes.. I Dun Wish To Give Up Still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misses~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-5885465325185430211?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5885465325185430211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5885465325185430211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/06/in-camp.html' title='In Camp'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-1919890445306549251</id><published>2007-06-20T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T01:38:51.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would You Be There...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were blue, would you be there for&lt;br /&gt;me,&lt;br /&gt;And whisper in my ears that's okay,&lt;br /&gt;Would you stand by me, let me hold you&lt;br /&gt;tight,&lt;br /&gt;And say you love me one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I feel good, would you slow dance&lt;br /&gt;with me,&lt;br /&gt;And touch my lips with tender love and&lt;br /&gt;care&lt;br /&gt;Would you die for me, would you run&lt;br /&gt;with me,&lt;br /&gt;And never look back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with&lt;br /&gt;me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is&lt;br /&gt;always true?&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you'll always be&lt;br /&gt;the one,&lt;br /&gt;to take my breath away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with&lt;br /&gt;me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is&lt;br /&gt;always true?&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you'll always be&lt;br /&gt;the one,&lt;br /&gt;to take my breath away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm away, would you still think of&lt;br /&gt;me,&lt;br /&gt;And wished that you would hold me&lt;br /&gt;now,&lt;br /&gt;Would you die for me, would you run&lt;br /&gt;with me,&lt;br /&gt;all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with&lt;br /&gt;me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is&lt;br /&gt;always true?&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you'll always be&lt;br /&gt;the one,&lt;br /&gt;to take my breath away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to save my soul&lt;br /&gt;tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is&lt;br /&gt;always true?&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you'll always be&lt;br /&gt;there,&lt;br /&gt;to kiss my pain away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with&lt;br /&gt;me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is&lt;br /&gt;always true?&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you'll always be&lt;br /&gt;the one,&lt;br /&gt;to take my breath away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to save my soul&lt;br /&gt;tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is&lt;br /&gt;always true?&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you'll always be&lt;br /&gt;there,&lt;br /&gt;to kiss my pain away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there,&lt;br /&gt;for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-1919890445306549251?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/1919890445306549251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/1919890445306549251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/06/would-you-be-there.html' title='Would You Be There...'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-6355390779767921650</id><published>2007-06-20T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T00:43:54.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudden Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz feel like falling sick and get a rest at home..&lt;br /&gt;Have been feeling tired these days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ 0.o ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinking too much right? Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-6355390779767921650?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6355390779767921650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6355390779767921650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/06/sudden-thoughts.html' title='Sudden Thoughts'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-1415721371457893900</id><published>2007-06-19T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T21:43:27.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It goes. ... ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People Will Forget What You DO,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People May Forget What You SAY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But People Will Never Forget How You Made Them Feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-1415721371457893900?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/1415721371457893900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/1415721371457893900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/06/it-goes.html' title='It goes. ... ..'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-6077972888797423910</id><published>2007-06-18T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T03:21:07.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working oN a sunday n kBox</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;170607&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a dream...!!!&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of her...&lt;br /&gt;i dream that i was in genting as well wit junhao and denis i think,...&lt;br /&gt;and when i reach there i tried to go for the outdoor park to find her, cuz somehow she told me that she will be there at that day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the place i alighted seem so far away from there..&lt;br /&gt;theres no more train(dunoe y got train in gentin too) towards there, no more bus to there...&lt;br /&gt;so in the end i ran over...&lt;br /&gt;but its like so far...&lt;br /&gt;anxiously wana find you and surprise u but i juz dun get any nearer to there tho i can see it..&lt;br /&gt;ran n ran n ran till its daybreak...&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya in btw i dunoe how i get into someone house toilet lo~!!&lt;br /&gt;then ran n ran...&lt;br /&gt;then i woke up le...&lt;br /&gt;LolXx...Weird dream...&lt;br /&gt;thinking of u too much le ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iTs sunday..&lt;br /&gt;and im back to work...&lt;br /&gt;from like 1245 to 1900...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the way home from work, SHE called~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During work i even bring the cordless phone around with me, was thinkin if she called then i wud know~!&lt;br /&gt;but who knows when i change to another place where i cant bring the cordless phone, she called around tat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time lo... sucha damn shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw the 'Unknown Call' on the Hp display and i was like WOW..&lt;br /&gt;Immediately i pick the call...Oh man...&lt;br /&gt;Like so long i have been waiting for the call la..&lt;br /&gt;Chatted like the first time we ever chat on the phone, talkin non stop...&lt;br /&gt;So happy la, and smile allll the way.... HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope u have fun over there but please take care k...&lt;br /&gt;and be careful!~~~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was changing bus at geylang seria juz now, there was this guy lying on the Bus Stop seat..&lt;br /&gt;A pool of vomit on the floor too la.. He woke up rub his nose and went back to lie on his "BED OF VOMIT"..&lt;br /&gt;Disgusting shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned around to the other side, there was this lil girl alight from the cab and start vomitting at the roadside too la...think she got carsick ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell right...Vommiting day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally reach home and change and went to cine K Box to meet Hao Peisin n elaine..&lt;br /&gt;Dunoe y i got v stone when i reach there.. din sing much oso..lolx..&lt;br /&gt;Then the girls went back early and we 2 stayed on for alil more while la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;white grapes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWDkJJWm1I/AAAAAAAAAOE/sk3lOfLv4Bg/s1600-h/DSC00515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077108811883780946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWDkJJWm1I/AAAAAAAAAOE/sk3lOfLv4Bg/s200/DSC00515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;Me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWDkpJWm2I/AAAAAAAAAOM/bWRurFPRM1Y/s1600-h/DSC00524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077108820473715554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWDkpJWm2I/AAAAAAAAAOM/bWRurFPRM1Y/s200/DSC00524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWDk5JWm3I/AAAAAAAAAOU/WrzXfCnpvvk/s1600-h/DSC00518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077108824768682866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWDk5JWm3I/AAAAAAAAAOU/WrzXfCnpvvk/s200/DSC00518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper time and we went to "Wen Dao Shi" at geylang...&lt;br /&gt;Dope Dim Sum k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she called when i juz finish my food..Nice timing...&lt;br /&gt;But sorry she, wasnt home at that time..&lt;br /&gt;cuz she actually went online to look for me but i was outside and made her waste her 15 buck K~!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNHAO ALL UR FAULT TO ASK ME GO EAT~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid genting internet cafe, so damn exx oso...&lt;br /&gt;At this time she is really tired..can even hear from the way she tok lo...&lt;br /&gt;but thankx for calling..HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i was alil crazy take so many pics of the food..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;enjoy drooling then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Where's our food~!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWEVpJWm4I/AAAAAAAAAOc/dGxtOn0uBdI/s1600-h/DSC00528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077109662287305602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWEVpJWm4I/AAAAAAAAAOc/dGxtOn0uBdI/s200/DSC00528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;Sugercane with Lemon...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWEV5JWm5I/AAAAAAAAAOk/X-KUQeXCG6o/s1600-h/DSC00530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077109666582272914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWEV5JWm5I/AAAAAAAAAOk/X-KUQeXCG6o/s200/DSC00530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mini Squarish Yam Pie...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWEWJJWm6I/AAAAAAAAAOs/kCK282sFKtk/s1600-h/DSC00532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077109670877240226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWEWJJWm6I/AAAAAAAAAOs/kCK282sFKtk/s200/DSC00532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWH9ZJWnHI/AAAAAAAAAQU/sU2GM5t4ltM/s1600-h/DSC00546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077113643721989234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWH9ZJWnHI/AAAAAAAAAQU/sU2GM5t4ltM/s200/DSC00546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;Small-Portion Scallop Porridge...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWEWZJWm7I/AAAAAAAAAO0/iVq9zH4bVVg/s1600-h/DSC00533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077109675172207538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWEWZJWm7I/AAAAAAAAAO0/iVq9zH4bVVg/s200/DSC00533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWHBZJWnEI/AAAAAAAAAP8/4NxiGt3VVq4/s1600-h/DSC00541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077112612929838146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWHBZJWnEI/AAAAAAAAAP8/4NxiGt3VVq4/s200/DSC00541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Steamy Chichen Feet La~...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWEWpJWm8I/AAAAAAAAAO8/Bor-lpyLE6M/s1600-h/DSC00534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077109679467174850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWEWpJWm8I/AAAAAAAAAO8/Bor-lpyLE6M/s200/DSC00534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWHBpJWnFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/i95aWA0ndrc/s1600-h/DSC00543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077112617224805458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWHBpJWnFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/i95aWA0ndrc/s200/DSC00543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;The Prawny Zhu Chang Fen...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWFeZJWm9I/AAAAAAAAAPE/_DeTxogcn1o/s1600-h/DSC00535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077110912122788818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWFeZJWm9I/AAAAAAAAAPE/_DeTxogcn1o/s200/DSC00535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWHBJJWnDI/AAAAAAAAAP0/l0M-0Yyo4Ts/s1600-h/DSC00538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077112608634870834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWHBJJWnDI/AAAAAAAAAP0/l0M-0Yyo4Ts/s200/DSC00538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;The Fatty Kou Rou Pao...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWFeZJWm-I/AAAAAAAAAPM/iO5pi_CpIl0/s1600-h/DSC00548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077110912122788834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWFeZJWm-I/AAAAAAAAAPM/iO5pi_CpIl0/s200/DSC00548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWHA5JWnCI/AAAAAAAAAPs/e91WR48Lzgs/s1600-h/DSC00537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077112604339903522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWHA5JWnCI/AAAAAAAAAPs/e91WR48Lzgs/s200/DSC00537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;The Prawny Dumpling...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWFepJWm_I/AAAAAAAAAPU/dk3gqxFMI6o/s1600-h/DSC00549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077110916417756146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWFepJWm_I/AAAAAAAAAPU/dk3gqxFMI6o/s200/DSC00549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWHB5JWnGI/AAAAAAAAAQM/zCSmppFYt2w/s1600-h/DSC00544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077112621519772770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWHB5JWnGI/AAAAAAAAAQM/zCSmppFYt2w/s200/DSC00544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;u&gt;The Spread Of Food...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWFe5JWnAI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ig6Byg_mtpg/s1600-h/DSC00547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077110920712723458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWFe5JWnAI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ig6Byg_mtpg/s200/DSC00547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was reading me previous entry...&lt;br /&gt;what was i refering to for that hate thingy huh??&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to rememebr it man...lolXx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~o.0~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;So Near Yet So Far~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so so so glad that u called..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hp seem to be on silent mode since last night till today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing u still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-6077972888797423910?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6077972888797423910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6077972888797423910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/06/working-on-sunday-n-kbox.html' title='Working oN a sunday n kBox'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnWDkJJWm1I/AAAAAAAAAOE/sk3lOfLv4Bg/s72-c/DSC00515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-8265866970792433889</id><published>2007-06-16T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T03:20:45.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day You Went Away..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LolXx... the Title of the blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After last night duty i went back for Bellman class straight in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;its for the class and for hazel before she go genting..&lt;br /&gt;Beside dancing we din had much time left for our own tho..&lt;br /&gt;Have our dinner at TPY and took a cab back to ur place...&lt;br /&gt;and u slept in the cab too..&lt;br /&gt;And then our goodbye le..&lt;br /&gt;U take care k and please protect urself and dun fall sick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a really tiring day for me..i slept only for 2 hrs and have been rushing for this...lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;i juz hope u like it...&lt;br /&gt;but i wan u to take care of it...lolXxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pics coming uP later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So well stay at home all the way...&lt;br /&gt;Hao called to ask me go MOS but its like too late so never go plus im tired la pls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a lonely night...there nothing for me to do..&lt;br /&gt;juz like the jon a month ago...&lt;br /&gt;wat if its gona be this way again man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~ o.0 ~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so bored and like im the only one at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im glad when i realise it...&lt;br /&gt;heheheheh...&lt;br /&gt;only i know...&lt;br /&gt;i think...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-8265866970792433889?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8265866970792433889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8265866970792433889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-had-dream.html' title='The Day You Went Away..'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-6411106900815936829</id><published>2007-06-15T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T03:26:27.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I JUST BLOODY HATE IT~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-6411106900815936829?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6411106900815936829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6411106900815936829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/06/damn.html' title='DAMN'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-8626003417140980179</id><published>2007-06-15T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T03:33:11.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know about this all along..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and tonight i know i have to start practising it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so to try make our life easier...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if im able ya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Used to Punched into the wall..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Used to Scream my blog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Used to dance and heck bout others..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To think back..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im different from what u tot i am at first..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then slowly i seem to change again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Emo j0n is back~!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;loLXxxxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where all those pics man..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;someone make me into a happy go lucky person will do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-8626003417140980179?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8626003417140980179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8626003417140980179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/06/hmm.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-4911770112893098101</id><published>2007-06-14T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T18:35:20.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RANTING</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its getting tougher and tougher..&lt;br /&gt;Till that i got no idea what to do..&lt;br /&gt;Kept letting it be till now where i dunoe how long i can control the thing in me... &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i know what u tryin to say when u tok to me...&lt;br /&gt;Like when u wana hang up the call (like juz now)...&lt;br /&gt;Like when u tryin to tell me that u gona meet ur frenz...&lt;br /&gt;Juz somehow or rather i know what u heading to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some other things i wud not be able to guess it..&lt;br /&gt;Bout what are u really thinkin about..?&lt;br /&gt;What do u really wan..?&lt;br /&gt;What are things i yet to know..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im always kinda nuetral to him..&lt;br /&gt;but he is pissing me off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can say im selfish or what..&lt;br /&gt;Becuz its me, im aint him&lt;br /&gt;So I dun give a damn bout it..&lt;br /&gt;But .. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartless to who...&lt;br /&gt;u chose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to learn to act as if i dunoe..&lt;br /&gt;then shut up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry Blog...&lt;br /&gt;Complaining to you like so many times this few days..&lt;br /&gt;but then u juz have to suck it in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnEYbJJWmqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/zjXlkeCgpNk/s1600-h/DSC00326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnEYbJJWmqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/zjXlkeCgpNk/s200/DSC00326.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075865109613943458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*hang-on*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-4911770112893098101?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/4911770112893098101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/4911770112893098101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/06/ranting.html' title='RANTING'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RnEYbJJWmqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/zjXlkeCgpNk/s72-c/DSC00326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-8320903755070449243</id><published>2007-06-14T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:28:53.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCREAMING AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Many more would be coming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since u can see im really sad and dun wan u to go, y u still chose to go?&lt;br /&gt;Its like FINALLY the FIRST time im saying a 'NO' but its invalid..&lt;br /&gt;Why..&lt;br /&gt;Its even more sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSream&lt;br /&gt;SreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSream&lt;br /&gt;SreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSream&lt;br /&gt;SreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSream&lt;br /&gt;SreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSream&lt;br /&gt;SreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSream&lt;br /&gt;SreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSream&lt;br /&gt;SreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSream&lt;br /&gt;SreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSream&lt;br /&gt;SreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSream&lt;br /&gt;SreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSream&lt;br /&gt;SreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSream&lt;br /&gt;SreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSream&lt;br /&gt;SreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSream&lt;br /&gt;SreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSream&lt;br /&gt;SreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSream&lt;br /&gt;SreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSream&lt;br /&gt;SreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSream&lt;br /&gt;SreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSream&lt;br /&gt;SreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSreamSream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I Dun Understand... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-8320903755070449243?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8320903755070449243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8320903755070449243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/06/screaming-again.html' title='SCREAMING AGAIN'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-6912555773459881593</id><published>2007-06-13T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T19:20:56.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCREAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in Singapore is..&lt;br /&gt;practical?&lt;br /&gt;Even at my workplace, it is so...&lt;br /&gt;People appear to be with you but u never know when they gonna tok bout you from the back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im aint no an actor..&lt;br /&gt;I cant act juz to please others..&lt;br /&gt;Even when i was juz joking, i have to think twice..&lt;br /&gt;So what..Be good and obedient..&lt;br /&gt;Listen and do..&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt that sound like being a dog's life...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if tryin to act juz so goes against j0n..&lt;br /&gt;I know, i have to pick up this skill to act accordingly for the future..&lt;br /&gt;cuz im sure outside working enviroment wud be the same way too..&lt;br /&gt;or maybe even worse..&lt;br /&gt;So in order to survive, i have to be that way...&lt;br /&gt;being too much of j0n will kill j0n eventually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats juz life...&lt;br /&gt;Of cuz it wud be the best to be myself..&lt;br /&gt;Wayang-ing aint my type..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People i respect actually doesnt seem to be respectable..&lt;br /&gt;Who knows when shit will happen and they bite ur head off in the end..&lt;br /&gt;u never the person wud be that way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j0n is a person who wud rather get hurt to know every truth then to be keep in the dark..&lt;br /&gt;Or issit better to be kept in the dark and get fooled without knowing anything so to avoid getting hurt or unhappy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz j0n minds can really run wild u see...&lt;br /&gt;Marathon, Biathalon, Trithalon and goes on..&lt;br /&gt;It will juz keep going and going..&lt;br /&gt;maybe till the event is over and he finally can rest..&lt;br /&gt;Headache u see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what will u guys do?&lt;br /&gt;To know or not to know...&lt;br /&gt;im confused..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sure theres many more things i have yet to know or will never be known to me..&lt;br /&gt;Each time i got 'surprises'..&lt;br /&gt;Each time i juz got to learn it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im like lost..&lt;br /&gt;I dunoe what to do..&lt;br /&gt;It seem really so hard to get it..&lt;br /&gt;and its getting tougher..&lt;br /&gt;Someone enlighten me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its even harder to explain to anybody..&lt;br /&gt;I dun even know how to phrase it out exactly..&lt;br /&gt;So who else can tok to me beside myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wud let it be...&lt;br /&gt;and see how it goes..&lt;br /&gt;and i will juz goes with the flow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven been ranting to my blog since so long..&lt;br /&gt;so BLOG take my words...&lt;br /&gt;and swallow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo-jon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-6912555773459881593?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6912555773459881593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6912555773459881593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/06/scream.html' title='SCREAM'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-8260927753766745892</id><published>2007-06-12T02:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T02:49:37.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Till Sunday AfterNn</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;030607&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the end of the boring sunday i went out~!! Wanna have a guys chill out over at town cuz it really been like so long since its the only the 3 of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting up.. So Qiao, when i reach there, jeremy called and said he's at party wit GF, GF's cousin, and ranzl, and so we join them lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine Honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2RH5JWmeI/AAAAAAAAALM/Gdrn2c_ExJE/s1600-h/DSC00365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074871919901579746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2RH5JWmeI/AAAAAAAAALM/Gdrn2c_ExJE/s200/DSC00365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denis Helmet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2RIJJWmfI/AAAAAAAAALU/EiChv1oKTrc/s1600-h/DSC00367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074871924196547058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2RIJJWmfI/AAAAAAAAALU/EiChv1oKTrc/s200/DSC00367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 KaoBeis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2RIZJWmgI/AAAAAAAAALc/Nk4vByo8L9Q/s1600-h/DSC00373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074871928491514370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2RIZJWmgI/AAAAAAAAALc/Nk4vByo8L9Q/s200/DSC00373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally after the KTV session, its time for the 3guys crapping session..Went over to the cineleisure the XinWang HongKong Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;Hong Kong Cafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2Rx5JWmhI/AAAAAAAAALk/SsHPE7rHVBw/s1600-h/DSC00376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074872641456085522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2Rx5JWmhI/AAAAAAAAALk/SsHPE7rHVBw/s200/DSC00376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not worth it noodles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2RyZJWmiI/AAAAAAAAALs/qYQW_3QNuxI/s1600-h/DSC00374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074872650046020130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2RyZJWmiI/AAAAAAAAALs/qYQW_3QNuxI/s200/DSC00374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant even remmeber when was the last time juz the 3 of us meet up..chatted and crap.. laughter and memories...&lt;br /&gt;its juz never seem to be drifted between us..&lt;br /&gt;its almost gona be 10yrs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well before going off, i went to play wit Denis Vespar...lolXxx..&lt;br /&gt;Me on the Ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2RypJWmjI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Aso8T1cK-4Q/s1600-h/DSC00379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074872654340987442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2RypJWmjI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Aso8T1cK-4Q/s200/DSC00379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denis On the Ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2Ry5JWmkI/AAAAAAAAAL8/i_gWEeEalrU/s1600-h/DSC00380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074872658635954754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2Ry5JWmkI/AAAAAAAAAL8/i_gWEeEalrU/s200/DSC00380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ 0.o ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it have to be that way everytime...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;040607&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres Salsa prac today..this dance is getting bored seriously..maybe cuz of the stupid shine, i simply hate shine man.. now i prefer the ballroom k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ 0.o ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its exact one month since we the day we first meet up.. Seem so long but juz a month..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things getting weirder now. have it change to protect urself or im juz used to the usual way?&lt;br /&gt;normally i wud be inform or even so called getting permission from me but now?&lt;br /&gt;plus i dun even know it till i called and asked u myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it wud be this way in the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;050607&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres a course i have to attend at YCK @ NCS HUB... Its like boring can. I nearly fall aslp lo..&lt;br /&gt;Its a small room having only ard 16 of us..by the time i reach, theres only left this first row seat right beside my CSM, the Warrent officer..he offer me to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sit beside him la...then guesss wat i replied : "its ok, i rather sit on the floor.." to me, i was juz kidding la, but who knows to them, they think im&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giving trouble.... Stupid old fellow..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, finally it end at 1230...My IC let me off after having lunch at AMK S11 (damn s11 again)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up wit hazel and went to prac our salsa and ballroom till our rehearsal start at block E..&lt;br /&gt;we are like practising directly opposite the room la..haha.. and even start msging..lolXxx&lt;br /&gt;after prac alil while of the salsa and went back home lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;060607&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got half day work once again..rush back to NYP to watch the lunchtime performance.. got the Fbodz, Dance Company, Dance Inc, Ballroom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz to say tat&lt;br /&gt;u guys better buck up...&lt;br /&gt;pple are improving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only one of the dance i din really watch cuz I WAS FILMING it down la..lolXXx... like im only watching one person dancing...GD JOb BB...lOlXxx.. .opSs&lt;br /&gt;Hazel and ME~! Bleah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2Sz5JWmlI/AAAAAAAAAME/L2EqF6U-uuo/s1600-h/DSC02544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074873775327451730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2Sz5JWmlI/AAAAAAAAAME/L2EqF6U-uuo/s200/DSC02544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After had lunch at koufu then went for the voice out to support Billy Ar..lolXxx theres so many billy supporter lo..Went to dance studio for prac once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untill those fboderz bug me to leave for O school~!!! lolXx.. Prac for the big groove this sunday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the prac and eating over at the Kopitiam and denis called...i tot we are like meeting up and yup we are meeting up but over at TTS hospital..&lt;br /&gt;Damn him and his gf got into accident..&lt;br /&gt;Its juz some technical fault to cause all this and landed in hopsital..&lt;br /&gt;Denis is more ok but gf need some stitches man...&lt;br /&gt;DUde, things are unexpected no matter how careful u are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody went studying wit SOMEBODY...&lt;br /&gt;its study so go lo..&lt;br /&gt;so easy to say so hard to handle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may not be sensitive enough tat din remove those photos..sorry..&lt;br /&gt;causing all this to happen..&lt;br /&gt;i think this triggered ur fear, im sorry and im afraid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ 0.o ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does it have to be this way whenever u meet him...&lt;br /&gt;cant seem to contact u in anyway..&lt;br /&gt;if u dunoe, im a person where my minds really can go wild...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos is really from the past.. i will know my limit k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;070607&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was again prac in sch for the big groove...&lt;br /&gt;after then went to nearby my place to have dinner and then back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun forget bout ur test again k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ 0.o ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u still keeping things to urself and by the time i know bout it its like when u have so much thinking thru bout it already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure theres many things i do not know yet, keeping from me intentionally or unintentionally..&lt;br /&gt;multi-storey carpark..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;080607&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its friday and i got extra manning which i have to reach workplace at only 5 pm... the job was suppose to start at 7pm but when i reach there i was told it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has change to 11pm.. SO what for coming so early??? Bloodyhell...and spoil my friday nite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw that time went out to eat at 201 then went to Tamp walk walk And we are wearing the No.4... stupid can, walking around in that shit..before gg back to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;workplace at around 9, i went to buy some food la..&lt;br /&gt;lolXxx...&lt;br /&gt;Lunch~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2T8pJWmmI/AAAAAAAAAMM/mnOsggRiWV0/s1600-h/DSC00384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074875025162934882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2T8pJWmmI/AAAAAAAAAMM/mnOsggRiWV0/s200/DSC00384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm snack...lolXxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2T9JJWmnI/AAAAAAAAAMU/9UtW1cjtfW0/s1600-h/DSC00386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074875033752869490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2T9JJWmnI/AAAAAAAAAMU/9UtW1cjtfW0/s200/DSC00386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the job in the end drag and drag till the next morning 730am then completed.... isnt it like shit..&lt;br /&gt;and got to rush home to change then to nyp for the mr bellman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ 0.o ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its confusing..&lt;br /&gt;By right i dun have anything, to say i wan to know everything happening..&lt;br /&gt;but i wana know, but still got no rights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan to be the one listening to all ur woes..u think i will complain bout it?&lt;br /&gt;i wud rather u tok to me then to suffer alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tok bout many things but i know somethings is hard to settle or never able to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;090607&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its mr bellman time straight after my work..i took a cab and rush back home to change and cab down to NYP..&lt;br /&gt;its the last part of the section 3 and new section 4 choreo today...its still fun and better then salsa...lolXx...&lt;br /&gt;it ended at 1pm today and due to unable to get the studio after 1pm so we have to leave..&lt;br /&gt;SO we went to the AMK hub for lunch...hmmm there was suppose to have 12 or 12 of us i think but in the end left me hazel cindy timothy and janelle eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;together...lOLXxx.. cuz we took a cab there while the rest walk there and end up din contact each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all split up in the end, i went back home to lighten my bag before gg over to TBG rehearsal at 8pm..&lt;br /&gt;its only a 10 mins marking out on stage and we have to go all the way there... like kinda wat la... lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;but well... WCO and Groung Scatter are there too... They like dope shit la..&lt;br /&gt;God-like dancerz.. anti-gravity breakers.. Cools sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well finally WCO finish their rehearsal, me ben and david went to changi village to eat...&lt;br /&gt;check this out...its really a filling and worthy meal man... im like bloated man...lolXxx&lt;br /&gt;Jumbo Mixed Grilled Platter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2T9ZJWmoI/AAAAAAAAAMc/e4fSVnwqZtE/s1600-h/DSC00391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074875038047836802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2T9ZJWmoI/AAAAAAAAAMc/e4fSVnwqZtE/s200/DSC00391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Finished~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2T9pJWmpI/AAAAAAAAAMk/wb9uvAI-fgM/s1600-h/DSC00392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074875042342804114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2T9pJWmpI/AAAAAAAAAMk/wb9uvAI-fgM/s200/DSC00392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally back home and rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ NOW ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be this time baby~~~ loLXx...&lt;br /&gt;later wud be the time to go on that grand stage..&lt;br /&gt;gona do my best ya...lolXx...&lt;br /&gt;loves to be on stage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hope tat shit wun happen..i wonder how to handle it..kaoXx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misses~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-8260927753766745892?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8260927753766745892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8260927753766745892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/06/sunday-till-sunday-afternn.html' title='Sunday Till Sunday AfterNn'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rm2RH5JWmeI/AAAAAAAAALM/Gdrn2c_ExJE/s72-c/DSC00365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-6293319123059423821</id><published>2007-06-03T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T18:39:35.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary J. Blige - Be Without You</title><content type='html'>I wanna be with you, gotta be with you, need to be with you&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, oh, oh, oh)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you, gotta be with you, need to be with you&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, oh, oh, oh)&lt;br /&gt;Oooo (oh, oh, oh, oh) oooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry was crazy from the get-go&lt;br /&gt;Neither one of us knew why&lt;br /&gt;We didn't deal nothing overnight&lt;br /&gt;Cuz a love like this takes some time&lt;br /&gt;People start off as a phase&lt;br /&gt;Said we can't see that&lt;br /&gt;Now from top to bottom&lt;br /&gt;They see that we did that (yes)&lt;br /&gt;It's so true that (yes)&lt;br /&gt;We've been through it (yes)&lt;br /&gt;We got real sh** (yes)&lt;br /&gt;See baby we been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too strong for too long (and I can't be without you baby)&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be waiting up until you get home (cuz I can't sleep without you baby)&lt;br /&gt;Anybody who's ever loved, ya know just what I feel&lt;br /&gt;Too hard to fake it, nothing can replace it&lt;br /&gt;Call the radio if you just can't be without your baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I got a question for ya&lt;br /&gt;See I already know the answer&lt;br /&gt;But still I wanna ask you&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie? (no)&lt;br /&gt;Make me cry? (no)&lt;br /&gt;Do somethin' behind my back and then try to cover it up?&lt;br /&gt;Well, neither would I, baby My love is only your love (yes)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be faithful (yes)&lt;br /&gt;I'm for real (yes)&lt;br /&gt;And with us you'll always know the deal&lt;br /&gt;We've been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too strong for too long (and I can't be without you baby)&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be waiting up until you get home (cuz I can't sleep without you baby)&lt;br /&gt;Anybody who's ever loved, ya know just what I feel&lt;br /&gt;Too hard to fake it, nothing can replace it&lt;br /&gt;Call the radio if you just can't be without your baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a question for ya See&lt;br /&gt;I already know the answer&lt;br /&gt;But still I wanna ask you Would you lie? (no)&lt;br /&gt;Make me cry? (no)&lt;br /&gt;Do somethin' behind my back and then try to cover it up?&lt;br /&gt;Well, neither would I, baby&lt;br /&gt;My love is only your love (yes)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be faithful (yes)&lt;br /&gt;I'm for real (yes)&lt;br /&gt;And with us you'll always know the deal&lt;br /&gt;We've been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too strong for too long (and I can't be without you baby)&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be waiting up until you get home (cuz I can't sleep without you baby)&lt;br /&gt;Anybody who's ever loved, ya know just what I feel&lt;br /&gt;Too hard to fake it, nothing can replace it&lt;br /&gt;Call the radio if you just can't be without your baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See this is real talk I'm always stay (no matter what)&lt;br /&gt;Good or bad (thick and thin)&lt;br /&gt;Right or wrong (all day everyday)&lt;br /&gt;Now if you're down on love or don't believe&lt;br /&gt;This ain't for you (no, this ain't for you)&lt;br /&gt;And if you got it deep in your heart&lt;br /&gt;And deep down you know that it's true (come on, come on, come on)&lt;br /&gt;Well, let me see you put your hands up (hands up)&lt;br /&gt;Fellas tell your lady she's the one (fellas tell your lady she's the one, oh)&lt;br /&gt;Put your hands up (hands up)&lt;br /&gt;Ladies let him know he's got you locked&lt;br /&gt;Look him right in his eyes and tell him&lt;br /&gt;We've been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too strong for too long (and I can't be without you baby)&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be waiting up until you get home (cuz I can't sleep without you baby)&lt;br /&gt;Anybody who's ever loved, ya know just what I feel&lt;br /&gt;Too hard to fake it, nothing can replace it&lt;br /&gt;Call the radio if you just can't be without your baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeeeeeeeeeeey Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh Heeeeeeeeeeeey Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you, gotta be with you, need to be with you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you, gotta be with you, need to be with you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you, gotta be with you, need to be with you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you, gotta be with you, need to be with you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you, gotta be with you, need to be with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-6293319123059423821?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6293319123059423821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/6293319123059423821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/06/mary-j-blige-be-without-you.html' title='Mary J. Blige - Be Without You'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-8663477250117047041</id><published>2007-06-03T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T15:56:30.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its another Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its sunday again..&lt;br /&gt;i think i wud be stayin home the whole day to rest or wat so ever..&lt;br /&gt;i woke up quite a few tims at around 8am but went back to slp till 12 plus and slack till 1..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long more to my freedom from the contract?&lt;br /&gt;how long more can i have my career?&lt;br /&gt;How long more till the day i change to a more positive person?&lt;br /&gt;how long more to the day i start something of my own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really stressful to think of these and compare to others.. but time will pass by real fast and goes wasted..i need somone to motivate me and guide me thru all these..&lt;br /&gt;i wan to earn extra...$$ is not everything but still its important...in a country so practical like singapore, how do u survive w/o $$?? i think at the living standard now, to have a family wit 2 kids, the guy shud at least have 4K income..and the wife shud more or less there too...Take note its at least and w/o including grandparent k...~!!!&lt;br /&gt;So im 22 this year, aint too young aint too old..haven have a exact mind of wat to do yet but at least PLEASE for Watever sake', DAmn Save Up ur MOney~!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Owe me,pay me..Save up JON...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is juz like a ranting day for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i wan job/business opportunites~!!&lt;br /&gt;* i wan ORD~!&lt;br /&gt;* i wan a smarter brain~!&lt;br /&gt;* i wan a sharp tongue~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Old Picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071725430005671698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJjaE3NpxI/AAAAAAAAAG0/rOK-43rZEkE/s200/DSC00338.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Hope its a good day~! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 0.O ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;its another dateline, its another unknown for me..&lt;br /&gt;keeping my mouth away from askin and toking bout it is wat i can do for the past few days..Hope i ll know how it goes soon...&lt;br /&gt;im unabe to make a guess..&lt;br /&gt;its so hard then any maths/science algorithms plus theres no formula to the answer..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;updated: ithinkiknownow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-8663477250117047041?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8663477250117047041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8663477250117047041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-another-sunday.html' title='Its another Sunday'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJjaE3NpxI/AAAAAAAAAG0/rOK-43rZEkE/s72-c/DSC00338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-4401478708232481282</id><published>2007-06-02T04:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T13:06:32.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mon till Sat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;280507&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to NYP after work for salsa class which is kinda like a piece of shit...cuz dance what,which was suspose to be fun and enjoying but then we left the ADS face black..latin was like much more enjoyable, learn abit of that rumba and then back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;290507&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to nyp after work for a pracu suddenly get so sick then tat u make me worry sick, please take care k..&lt;br /&gt;Swing are fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*graffiti Some pics missing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~ 0.o ~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* feeling kinda uneasy in the afternoon cuz of that...some things juz came to my mind but well after meeting up with you, im much relieved..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;300507&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a boring sentosa trip for the C4 ops cohesion day, nevermind if u dunoe wat the hell issit..it was a hot afternoon and what we did there was kinda like treasure hunt but "PhotoHunt"Given 5 pictures, we are to locate these places along the beach (Tanjong beach to Beach carpark area) and take a group photo with it..but anyway, as long as we din get the last 2 then no forfeit which is to do some kinda cheering...lolXx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz each of us was given 8buck voucher for lunch and dinner so after the event, 7 of us stay behind at the koufu..somehow or rather we got ourself worth 50plus of voucher.. got ourself each a main course+drink and other mixtures of food...lolXx...&lt;br /&gt;So Full Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo @ Harbourfront&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMaUk3NpyI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_odNkjEqhFc/s1600-h/DSC00346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071926546144274210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMaUk3NpyI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_odNkjEqhFc/s200/DSC00346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The MCs for the Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMaU03NpzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/e63JAaWIugY/s1600-h/DSC00353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071926550439241522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMaU03NpzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/e63JAaWIugY/s200/DSC00353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMaVE3Np0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/jJPLn8AKvUE/s1600-h/DSC00354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071926554734208834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMaVE3Np0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/jJPLn8AKvUE/s200/DSC00354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me on the Tram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMaVU3Np1I/AAAAAAAAAHU/RfDwKjAlHhg/s1600-h/DSC00355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071926559029176146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMaVU3Np1I/AAAAAAAAAHU/RfDwKjAlHhg/s200/DSC00355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the Musical Fountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMaVk3Np2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/nv1za2xpDqo/s1600-h/DSC00349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071926563324143458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMaVk3Np2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/nv1za2xpDqo/s200/DSC00349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went back to NYP for a shower and then to fb to see the new juniors then salsa+latin rountine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeee~its a tired day tho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;310507&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a vesak Day, Chu 15 of lunar calender, oso the birth of erm..metup at payar lebar mrt wit the surprise roses~! Hope u like it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Story Goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMcDU3Np3I/AAAAAAAAAHk/LOCdv6mpb3o/s1600-h/DSC00333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071928448814786418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMcDU3Np3I/AAAAAAAAAHk/LOCdv6mpb3o/s200/DSC00333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nah~ Im giving it To U~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMcDk3Np4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/toZ8qND7GlE/s1600-h/DSC02369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071928453109753730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMcDk3Np4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/toZ8qND7GlE/s200/DSC02369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; U really dunwana accept? I emo le la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMcD03Np5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/48Hlns3aUmQ/s1600-h/DSC02372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071928457404721042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMcD03Np5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/48Hlns3aUmQ/s200/DSC02372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesh~!!! Accepted~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMcEE3Np6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/ynFcCbmonMU/s1600-h/DSC00296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071928461699688354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMcEE3Np6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/ynFcCbmonMU/s200/DSC00296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In short this is wat happen~!! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMcEU3Np7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/9y8jBup58yQ/s1600-h/DSC02368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071928465994655666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMcEU3Np7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/9y8jBup58yQ/s200/DSC02368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went bugis to find a frenz and hang out there for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;while having lunch, there's this family sitting beside us...i dunoe but i juz think the dad like so cool..lolXx..the ah beng dad but cool and english speakin...All the while i only heard him sayin "your hand" to the daughter, tats all...haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im aint gay la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that down to suntec where i plan to do somehting but well it din make it in the end...too bad la if not i think it gona be fun...&lt;br /&gt;So went to the Toys' Rus for some childhood memo and well photo-takin session again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So u like the bear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMf5E3NqDI/AAAAAAAAAJE/8UwfamCBkfw/s1600-h/DSC02338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071932670767638578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMf5E3NqDI/AAAAAAAAAJE/8UwfamCBkfw/s200/DSC02338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Pink roses Look yummY~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMgqk3NqII/AAAAAAAAAJs/atInK4NED8g/s1600-h/DSC02340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071933521171163266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMgqk3NqII/AAAAAAAAAJs/atInK4NED8g/s200/DSC02340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was Thinkin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMgq03NqJI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/TFOYC8OH-Os/s1600-h/DSC02347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071933525466130578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMgq03NqJI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/TFOYC8OH-Os/s200/DSC02347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hmmmm...aRmmm~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMgrE3NqKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Y9KsqLW2J78/s1600-h/DSC02344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071933529761097890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMgrE3NqKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Y9KsqLW2J78/s200/DSC02344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wahhahaha~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMgrU3NqLI/AAAAAAAAAKE/v6MMPXmAucI/s1600-h/DSC02343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071933534056065202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMgrU3NqLI/AAAAAAAAAKE/v6MMPXmAucI/s200/DSC02343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But i think give u better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMf5U3NqEI/AAAAAAAAAJM/fk8dFsAqsVc/s1600-h/DSC02348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071932675062605890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMf5U3NqEI/AAAAAAAAAJM/fk8dFsAqsVc/s200/DSC02348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Accept it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMf5k3NqFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/9Im8XAdIAhU/s1600-h/DSC02350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071932679357573202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMf5k3NqFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/9Im8XAdIAhU/s200/DSC02350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Accept it Laaaa~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMf503NqGI/AAAAAAAAAJc/DyHv1k0AHGM/s1600-h/DSC02351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071932683652540514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMf503NqGI/AAAAAAAAAJc/DyHv1k0AHGM/s200/DSC02351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeaa...I did it again~!!! lolXx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMf503NqHI/AAAAAAAAAJk/e0n22u2OI40/s1600-h/DSC02352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071932683652540530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMf503NqHI/AAAAAAAAAJk/e0n22u2OI40/s200/DSC02352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wana to catch a movie but no more show so sat down at some bench and again took some pics once again and some of the first few emo pics for hazel..&lt;br /&gt;Takin pic dun alway have to be smiling u see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's loving it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMiw03NqRI/AAAAAAAAAK0/LEpMFJLG2tI/s1600-h/DSC02381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071935827568601362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMiw03NqRI/AAAAAAAAAK0/LEpMFJLG2tI/s200/DSC02381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Under the Starlite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMixE3NqSI/AAAAAAAAAK8/AR0wRI9HfRA/s1600-h/DSC02388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071935831863568674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMixE3NqSI/AAAAAAAAAK8/AR0wRI9HfRA/s200/DSC02388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter went down to town to meet hao and peini which by right to catch The Blades Of Glory but SOLD OUT~!! Fine, kinda expected tho, its a sat k...&lt;br /&gt;so went to Bistro to get our dinner adn chit-chat..the food was alrite for mine...but the noodles is like so bland...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bistro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMcrU3Np8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/S0NP2b0hgqA/s1600-h/DSC00304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071929136009553858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMcrU3Np8I/AAAAAAAAAIM/S0NP2b0hgqA/s200/DSC00304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dunoe wat noodle and dunoe wat chix meal la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMcrk3Np9I/AAAAAAAAAIU/OuY_CJc-9Ko/s1600-h/DSC02391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071929140304521170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMcrk3Np9I/AAAAAAAAAIU/OuY_CJc-9Ko/s200/DSC02391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, right before gg home, there goes the last mins shopping for the girls~! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some zi lian photo while waiting for bus to go home...more to the emo pics la.. after takin those photos then i realise its like 1230 plus...lolXx..no&lt;br /&gt;more bus... thinkin did i ald miss the bus when i reach there like at 1206 or i din notice the bus came while takin these pics...haha..so cab home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMeNU3Np-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/PUYDdMiD_xk/s1600-h/DSC00317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071930819636733922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMeNU3Np-I/AAAAAAAAAIc/PUYDdMiD_xk/s200/DSC00317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the Bus Stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMeNk3Np_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/DMOc3tvm6YQ/s1600-h/DSC00328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071930823931701234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMeNk3Np_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/DMOc3tvm6YQ/s200/DSC00328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bridge~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMeN03NqAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Ao9_7bCZ4KE/s1600-h/DSC00331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071930828226668546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMeN03NqAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Ao9_7bCZ4KE/s200/DSC00331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the Bridge Again~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMeOE3NqBI/AAAAAAAAAI0/pDsIsxhPIKs/s1600-h/DSC00329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071930832521635858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMeOE3NqBI/AAAAAAAAAI0/pDsIsxhPIKs/s200/DSC00329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Self took photo wor, using the Sony Ericsson W800i Timer...lolXxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~ 0.o ~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*morale of the day... Flowers are for ladies, aint for eatin ya...lolXx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;010607&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a long day, extra manning which end at 2200 but i follow my senior and we went off at 2045..Shhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its juz for a short while and its late but i went down to meet up with her and that when i meet up wit the timid ToTo..lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;same things goes again for us, we dance at the playground..Its juz seem like we goes dancing everywhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats Timid ToTo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMexk3NqCI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uF2XUGbTKCc/s1600-h/DSC02256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071931442406991906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMexk3NqCI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uF2XUGbTKCc/s200/DSC02256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~ 0.o ~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Theres more for me to take in this thingy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;020607&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latin ChaChaCha -&lt;br /&gt;today Mr bellman class starts at like 9 in the morning...its like so early for but dunoe y im motivated to wake up at 7am on a saturday for it too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone was still slping even till 750am k...lolXx... made a morning call to the house at 750 juz to wake her up..sorry auntie to disturb ur slp...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today learn the 3rd section of the sountine, which is the more complicated one compare to last 2 section...lolXx and i can see he kinda pissed wit the noob class..Cant blame him anyway,he's a professional and for him to teach the noob must be tough for him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the class, we had lunch over at mac...and it prove me u see, girls can juz chat like never ending...lolXx..no offence..hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go thru the salsa rountine and learn the SHine part..its like we are to tired to get anymore into the brain la...lolXxx...juz cant seem to take in the steps lo..juz so tired...but hope on monday it will be easier to catch the step as we somehow know how it gonna be... and better no pissed us on tat day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that went to cine planning to watch The Blades Of Glory again but i got cheated by the starhub menu la...reach there and realise there's dun even have the show over at cine~!!&lt;br /&gt;while on the way there.. i was caught goin for sales~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALES~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMiwk3NqQI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gOX_iJGRcg4/s1600-h/DSC02437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071935823273634050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMiwk3NqQI/AAAAAAAAAKs/gOX_iJGRcg4/s200/DSC02437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought this choco ice cream chip and was planning to go paragon rooftop but then it was locked so well sat down at the bench nearby..we had fun over there, taking photos (more emo pics) and chat(laugh like duno wat)then finally going back home lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMiL03NqMI/AAAAAAAAAKM/gNvRLb2Q6KY/s1600-h/DSC02480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071935191913441474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMiL03NqMI/AAAAAAAAAKM/gNvRLb2Q6KY/s200/DSC02480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMiME3NqNI/AAAAAAAAAKU/c0CheriXCoc/s1600-h/DSC02465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071935196208408786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMiME3NqNI/AAAAAAAAAKU/c0CheriXCoc/s200/DSC02465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMiMU3NqOI/AAAAAAAAAKc/hl7Mvq1ancY/s1600-h/DSC02467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071935200503376098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMiMU3NqOI/AAAAAAAAAKc/hl7Mvq1ancY/s200/DSC02467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and then.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMiMk3NqPI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ttGDG7MeQro/s1600-h/DSC02479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071935204798343410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMiMk3NqPI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ttGDG7MeQro/s200/DSC02479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dun have my pic lo.... Goshh&lt;br /&gt;No matter what.... Jon ROCKS~!!!&lt;br /&gt;BleaH~~~~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMjck3NqTI/AAAAAAAAALE/OqNe7ltHRNo/s1600-h/DSC02389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071936579187878194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMjck3NqTI/AAAAAAAAALE/OqNe7ltHRNo/s200/DSC02389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~ 0.o ~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* make me do smthing i dunwana la tho i lose the scissors paper stone game...lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Some shocking news but which i have suspected all along..&lt;br /&gt;but well, there's nothing i can do about it and nothing i can say to do bout it...&lt;br /&gt;so have to juz let it be..im ok...dun worry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~ NOW ~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Right its Monday 4th june but i post as on 2nd june&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To accompany u through ur class..&lt;br /&gt;hope this is long enough for u to read...&lt;br /&gt;lolXx...&lt;br /&gt;enjoy ya..Take care~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 430am..&lt;br /&gt;Time to really zZZzzzzz~&lt;br /&gt;Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*may be back to edit cuz i may be blur and miss out or smthing here...&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-4401478708232481282?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/4401478708232481282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/4401478708232481282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/06/mon-till-sat.html' title='Mon till Sat...'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmMaUk3NpyI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_odNkjEqhFc/s72-c/DSC00346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-5780758738021690690</id><published>2007-05-28T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T02:10:56.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;its a boring day...&lt;br /&gt;stayed at home for like almost all the way...&lt;br /&gt;juz being online and blog bout the past few days..&lt;br /&gt;and even post some emo songs lyrics...&lt;br /&gt;and now...its already0155am and im still awake, nothing better to do and so am here to do some ranting..&lt;br /&gt;i guess i have decided my bloglink name to be:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:complicatedjontruthself@blogspot.com"&gt;complicatedjontruthself@blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well..maybe im tryin to imply that im aint what u see i am, so i guess to blog here and let u guys to know me..of cuz, for this provided im gona be blogging for good..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Guess thats all i have to day for now...&lt;br /&gt;wish that everyday wud be fun...&lt;br /&gt;and of cuz&lt;br /&gt;to be happy......&lt;br /&gt;Smile is GOOD~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps:feartolose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-5780758738021690690?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5780758738021690690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5780758738021690690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/05/boring-sunday.html' title='Boring Sunday'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-5061095778545862420</id><published>2007-05-27T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T19:28:14.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember me this way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ev'ry now and then&lt;br /&gt;We find a special friend&lt;br /&gt;Who never lets us down&lt;br /&gt;Who understands it all&lt;br /&gt;Reaches out each time you fall&lt;br /&gt;You're the best friend that I've found&lt;br /&gt;I know you can't stay&lt;br /&gt;But part of you will never, ever go away&lt;br /&gt;Your heart will stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus:)&lt;br /&gt;I'll make a wish for you&lt;br /&gt;And hope it will come true&lt;br /&gt;That life will just be kind&lt;br /&gt;To such a gentle mind&lt;br /&gt;If you lose your way&lt;br /&gt;Think back on yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Remember me this way&lt;br /&gt;Remember me this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;The love you bring to me&lt;br /&gt;No matter where I go&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you'll be there&lt;br /&gt;Forever more, a part of me&lt;br /&gt;You're ev'rywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bridge:)&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be right behind your shoulder, watching you I'll be standing by your side in all you do&lt;br /&gt;And I won't ever leave&lt;br /&gt;As long as you believe&lt;br /&gt;You just believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;No matter whats gonna happen in the future...&lt;br /&gt;Get back to this song and the lyrics..&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/1914454633103362781-5061095778545862420?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5061095778545862420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5061095778545862420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/05/remember-me-this-way.html' title='Remember me this way'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-3549295025511324640</id><published>2007-05-27T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T19:28:49.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>李玖哲 - 再见</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;电话还在响我有些心慌&lt;br /&gt;熟悉的号码在挣扎&lt;br /&gt;故作的坚强虚伪的力量&lt;br /&gt;撑过这一刻更悲伤&lt;br /&gt;没接的电话是一种惩罚&lt;br /&gt;不该想却割舍不下&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果再见我你能说什么&lt;br /&gt;说爱我或只是寂寞&lt;br /&gt;原谅我冷漠选择不联络&lt;br /&gt;因为我担心你会听见我&lt;br /&gt;还那么难过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;短讯声在响凌晨两点半&lt;br /&gt;惊醒的房里更孤单&lt;br /&gt;一句睡了吗像你的习惯&lt;br /&gt;这夜晚为你而混乱&lt;br /&gt;因为对你我连再见都&lt;br /&gt;说不出口&lt;br /&gt;我想你能懂爱还在心中&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Love is really a confusing matter...&lt;br /&gt;To say juz follow ur heart is tough too...&lt;br /&gt;To think in a logical way is not right too...&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, its very important to be happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-3549295025511324640?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/3549295025511324640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/3549295025511324640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='李玖哲 - 再见'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-7893194416074654354</id><published>2007-05-27T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T14:05:39.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Day~!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woke up too early in the morning and left me got time to go online before gg out..&lt;br /&gt;Din eat anything at home cuz the reson to wake up so early was to meet Hazel for breakfast/lunch..&lt;br /&gt;Well But she was LATE~!!! and made me wait at the park for her under the hot sun... Phew...&lt;br /&gt;Finally she appear and ..... with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ai Xin Zao Chan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlkpMU3NpTI/AAAAAAAAADE/r0tZ7GWyLm8/s1600-h/DSC00292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069128147317663026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlkpMU3NpTI/AAAAAAAAADE/r0tZ7GWyLm8/s200/DSC00292.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bread Of Hearts~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlkpMk3NpUI/AAAAAAAAADM/dbxVYF0WVsU/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069128151612630338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlkpMk3NpUI/AAAAAAAAADM/dbxVYF0WVsU/s200/DSC00290.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Check out that thickness in it~!! How Nice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlkpM03NpVI/AAAAAAAAADU/2rE95EOhqBs/s1600-h/DSC00291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069128155907597650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlkpM03NpVI/AAAAAAAAADU/2rE95EOhqBs/s200/DSC00291.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Weeeeee~!!! ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How NIce Right~!!!! So Sweet of her..&lt;br /&gt;Well sad to say but this is the first time i got some handmade breakfast from someone~!!! (Beside my mom la~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RllE-U3NpcI/AAAAAAAAAEM/_Yc1jKhixIc/s1600-h/DSC02206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="Hazel Eat" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RllE-U3NpcI/AAAAAAAAAEM/_Yc1jKhixIc/s200/DSC02206.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy Like dunoe what............lalalalal~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RllE-k3NpdI/AAAAAAAAAEU/kluEV5CEtoo/s1600-h/DSC02207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="Jon Eat" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RllE-k3NpdI/AAAAAAAAAEU/kluEV5CEtoo/s200/DSC02207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;After we went to AMK hub and shun bian buy a present and then this kinda top which i been lookin for finally appear~!!! Damn.. I love it la.. Weee...Theres black and milky white colours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rlk1n03NpWI/AAAAAAAAADc/dTK3ZSfS3Lk/s1600-h/DSC00288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="In Black" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rlk1n03NpWI/AAAAAAAAADc/dTK3ZSfS3Lk/s200/DSC00288.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(DamN~~~~ Im getting to be like Char Bo Man..Takin pics while tryin the clothes... Shit!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rlk1oE3NpXI/AAAAAAAAADk/u7iLcNW2pdk/s1600-h/DSC00289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="In Milky White" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rlk1oE3NpXI/AAAAAAAAADk/u7iLcNW2pdk/s200/DSC00289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So in the i get the milky white top cuz its kinda more unique compare to the black one..Haha..But of cuz if possible i will get both the colours man~!!!! I love it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End up we got no time for breakfast/lunch at ther, so took a cab back to NYP and have it over at Mac..(Fastfood again~!!) Met Timo emo and Jenelle(spell error) over there too..&lt;br /&gt;Alrite! 1Pm, Latin Cha CHa Cha Starts.. and yea the DING DANG LAU SHI - Mr BellMan is here.. the start was quite intense juz to get our basic foot work right~!! i can say thats the most tiring part, holding up ur thigh muscles, compressing ur body weight down, keeping ur leg straight... WEeeee...and many more of the Body frame and line adjustment~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after dance, went to have dinner wit Baby Hazel, Leong and Cindy(Leong dance partner) at Causeway point..Its a overpaid meal for mine~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Overpaid Meal - Not Worth~!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rlk4bU3NpYI/AAAAAAAAADs/8RuVeY3pEeM/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="Seafood Steamboat with Rice" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rlk4bU3NpYI/AAAAAAAAADs/8RuVeY3pEeM/s200/DSC00285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It looks big, but the inside is to the minimal..juz afew pieces of fish, not fresh prawn, many vege... and how much it cost? Bloody 5 Buck k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rlk4b03NpZI/AAAAAAAAAD0/puXbefPiAsA/s1600-h/DSC00286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="Carrot Orange Juice" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rlk4b03NpZI/AAAAAAAAAD0/puXbefPiAsA/s200/DSC00286.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;See how small a cup it is? and cost? 3 buck~!! Damn~!!&lt;br /&gt;No comments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jon n Leong&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RllCq03NpbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/d5WKyS2YQK4/s1600-h/DSC02211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id=" Jon n  Leong" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RllCq03NpbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/d5WKyS2YQK4/s200/DSC02211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Baby Hazel n Cindy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RllE_E3NpeI/AAAAAAAAAEc/T_pag28d6aM/s1600-h/DSC02210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="Hazel n Cindy" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RllE_E3NpeI/AAAAAAAAAEc/T_pag28d6aM/s200/DSC02210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Anyway, Baby bought her long time search Sweet which she finally found it at Causeway point..(and i finally got my long time search Top). Time to go for her fren bdae party..It was told the place is near Kranji but in the end its at Boon Keng Road..Hell thats was like so far from Woodland..Was told its near kranji, thats y we went causeway to have dinner but in the end? took the cab all the way there lo~!! in the end late for the Tutti Frutti party at DBL O..~!! and end payin for the entrance lo..Oh Ya.. While on the way to DBL O, i finish the last Heartie Bread~!! aRmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Last One&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RllCqU3NpaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/E8ooFfz2GCc/s1600-h/DSC00283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="The Last One" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RllCqU3NpaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/E8ooFfz2GCc/s200/DSC00283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chill at O bar first before going up to dance..and guess wats tat man... lolxx..&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmm........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RllObU3NpgI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gOlxWj5Q5NA/s1600-h/DSC00279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="Whats That?" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RllObU3NpgI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gOlxWj5Q5NA/s200/DSC00279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Hazel fren over there which turn out is Jeremy frenz too who Jeremy intro to me before~! lolXx... (the world so small and tiny but some ppl juz cant get together..)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hazel got her DBL 0 Members card juz like tat from the bountique girl..lolxX..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJSGE3NphI/AAAAAAAAAE0/8nsTQxERm6o/s1600-h/963173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="2 Couple" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJSGE3NphI/AAAAAAAAAE0/8nsTQxERm6o/s200/963173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJSGU3NpiI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DxjOxwUu2W8/s1600-h/963263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="The Girls" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJSGU3NpiI/AAAAAAAAAE8/DxjOxwUu2W8/s200/963263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJTaE3NplI/AAAAAAAAAFU/TrYgIOpQpDM/s1600-h/963262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="The Guys" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJTaE3NplI/AAAAAAAAAFU/TrYgIOpQpDM/s200/963262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJV9E3NpmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-WkVDNRcudY/s1600-h/IMG_1771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071710638138304098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJV9E3NpmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-WkVDNRcudY/s200/IMG_1771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJSGU3NpjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/sHCEqL4Xu8s/s1600-h/963264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJSGU3NpjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/sHCEqL4Xu8s/s200/963264.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJSGk3NpkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/_LfSwHsQxtA/s1600-h/963279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="Posing" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJSGk3NpkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/_LfSwHsQxtA/s200/963279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a enjoyable Night, its really fun...&lt;br /&gt;of cuz theres photo from the clubbing session but not uploading it yet la..lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;Heres some scary photo of mine.... Oh Damn shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table border="1"&gt;&lt;colgroup&gt;&lt;col&gt;&lt;col align="char" char="."&gt;&lt;thead&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;Hazel &lt;th&gt;Jon&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJZCU3NpsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/xjSAskrAMHw/s1600-h/DSC00275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJZCU3NpsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/xjSAskrAMHw/s200/DSC00275.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071714026867500738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJXDU3NpnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/kpqcApEebS0/s1600-h/DSC02227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071711845024114290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJXDU3NpnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/kpqcApEebS0/s200/DSC02227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJZCk3NptI/AAAAAAAAAGU/PvjvSNy0Z3Q/s1600-h/DSC00274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJZCk3NptI/AAAAAAAAAGU/PvjvSNy0Z3Q/s200/DSC00274.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071714031162468050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJXDU3NpoI/AAAAAAAAAFs/syOEotYxzyg/s1600-h/DSC02228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071711845024114306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJXDU3NpoI/AAAAAAAAAFs/syOEotYxzyg/s200/DSC02228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJZC03NpuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JrTreoApFXU/s1600-h/DSC00273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJZC03NpuI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JrTreoApFXU/s200/DSC00273.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071714035457435362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJXDk3NppI/AAAAAAAAAF0/tBkXnjNkGw8/s1600-h/DSC02229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071711849319081618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJXDk3NppI/AAAAAAAAAF0/tBkXnjNkGw8/s200/DSC02229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJZDE3NpvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/4gyYgAO1Ma4/s1600-h/DSC00271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJZDE3NpvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/4gyYgAO1Ma4/s200/DSC00271.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071714039752402674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJXD03NpqI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Adm6i1ieyrY/s1600-h/DSC02232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071711853614048930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJXD03NpqI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Adm6i1ieyrY/s200/DSC02232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJZDU3NpwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Zmpo_YCj6zo/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJZDU3NpwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Zmpo_YCj6zo/s200/DSC00270.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071714044047369986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJXEE3NprI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ik6HBCHsLUk/s1600-h/DSC02234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071711857909016242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RmJXEE3NprI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ik6HBCHsLUk/s200/DSC02234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~0.o~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Latin Dance Session Today - Fun But tiring.. People are getting weird i wonder why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clubbing @ DBL O - Fun and really Fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love - as a guy putting myself in ur shoes i know how its feel, but love is selffish..its kinda bad to be this way but its juz naturally im being this way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the Night - Wait and still waiting.. Loves~ Its 270507. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-7893194416074654354?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/7893194416074654354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/7893194416074654354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/05/busy-day.html' title='Busy Day~!!!'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlkpMU3NpTI/AAAAAAAAADE/r0tZ7GWyLm8/s72-c/DSC00292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-5805784624837577357</id><published>2007-05-26T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T17:34:53.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Over At The White Room&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rlkg_k3NpSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fmA_Lc-Bl1U/s1600-h/DSC00293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="JOn N niCk" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rlkg_k3NpSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fmA_Lc-Bl1U/s200/DSC00293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's nothing much happening today..&lt;br /&gt;Juz went for dance prac over at the O School for The Big Grooove Event after work..&lt;br /&gt;Today it end early at around 2230, hazel reach right after it end, so too bad u cant get to watch anythingy and sorry for the rush...&lt;br /&gt;anyway its a boring night for a Friday Night..&lt;br /&gt;Send her back and headed home after that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kB Denis and his gf change HP number already... and the difference between their numbers is juz the last digit..lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;Alrite.... Bored.... SIgh.... SianXx... Answer Man...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-5805784624837577357?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5805784624837577357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5805784624837577357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/05/friday-night.html' title='Friday Night'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/Rlkg_k3NpSI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fmA_Lc-Bl1U/s72-c/DSC00293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-5138171169378909509</id><published>2007-05-25T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T02:13:56.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polar+Pretzel+Chivas+Dices</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well i met her today again in the evening..&lt;br /&gt;and she got me some breakfast for the next morning and as well as alil somthing to fill my stomache for th moment in case i get really hungy..&lt;br /&gt;check it out ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Polar &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlXCvk3NpBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/pYuEEvmehGs/s1600-h/DSC00267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="Polar" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlXCvk3NpBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/pYuEEvmehGs/s200/DSC00267.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Polar - The Chix Pie &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlXCwE3NpCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9rk3DEmtnkM/s1600-h/DSC00266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="The Chix Pie" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlXCwE3NpCI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9rk3DEmtnkM/s200/DSC00266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Auntie Annie's &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlXCwk3NpDI/AAAAAAAAABE/ORxQJR1jsrQ/s1600-h/DSC00269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="Aunt Annie" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlXCwk3NpDI/AAAAAAAAABE/ORxQJR1jsrQ/s200/DSC00269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Auntie Annie's - The Nutty Pretzel &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlXCxE3NpEI/AAAAAAAAABM/8jQXBT6fAO0/s1600-h/DSC00268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="The Nutty Pretzel" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlXCxE3NpEI/AAAAAAAAABM/8jQXBT6fAO0/s200/DSC00268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (the half eaten one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Lau Di Fang chit cha for awhile and its really awhile man... or maybe time juz passby that fast and yea, walk her home and i went home too..&lt;br /&gt;thanks so much for the snacks and breakfast..I Love it~!!&lt;br /&gt;While on the way home, Wayne called and ask me to Boat Quay..So ya in the end met up wit him and Hao over at the Music Heritage.. As usual we got bottle of Chivas, sang songs and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chivas &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlXR4U3NpKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YPYqBqywCok/s1600-h/DSC00264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068187721278530722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlXR4U3NpKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YPYqBqywCok/s200/DSC00264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;kBj0n &amp; kBha0 &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the colours of our faces... lolXx.. Red and a White..&lt;br /&gt;I turn red after juz 2,3 cup lo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlXUZE3NpPI/AAAAAAAAACk/9_XKIoP6-TI/s1600-h/DSC00254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068190482942502130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlXUZE3NpPI/AAAAAAAAACk/9_XKIoP6-TI/s200/DSC00254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Dice Game &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda bored at a moment and wayne started stacking the dice and then i follow too..tryin to stack it this this way that u see below..Get the idea? My record was 7 Dice~! and thats was the record for the night too..lolXx.. Wayne was like 5 Dice but my buddy Hao cant even reach the 3rd Dice man... U SuCks K~!!! And there this guy we got to know from Desmond(the boss), Rinse or smthing..lolXx.. He offer me a cup... Martell + Coke...So as courtesy for the first meeting, i drink it lo... which most pple wud too..This cup Is Wooooooo, Strong k... MArtell burning... Phew...~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlXR4k3NpLI/AAAAAAAAACE/KhRX07rwKPg/s1600-h/DSC00261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068187725573498034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlXR4k3NpLI/AAAAAAAAACE/KhRX07rwKPg/s200/DSC00261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlXR5E3NpMI/AAAAAAAAACM/4-IOxHp0X-c/s1600-h/DSC00260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068187734163432642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlXR5E3NpMI/AAAAAAAAACM/4-IOxHp0X-c/s200/DSC00260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Record - 7 Dices &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlXR5k3NpNI/AAAAAAAAACU/nqn-js0YD3g/s1600-h/DSC00257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068187742753367250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlXR5k3NpNI/AAAAAAAAACU/nqn-js0YD3g/s200/DSC00257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlXR6E3NpOI/AAAAAAAAACc/Oohmm5U5e04/s1600-h/DSC00258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068187751343301858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlXR6E3NpOI/AAAAAAAAACc/Oohmm5U5e04/s200/DSC00258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And so finally after all this like ard 230 plus or smthing, cant really remember the time tho, we going back home lo.. AND at this time that guy rinse or somthing came again... this time Chivas + Ginger Ale..its like really strong this time roung... plus im already full man.."Finish then can go off" i was like wahhhhhhhh.... in the end me and hao take half each lo but it still Phewwwwwwww~~~&lt;br /&gt;Finally get to go noW... Reach home, made a important call then knockk out lo~&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeeee~~it been so long i went pubbing ya... and long time no clubbing too... lol... anyway got no urge to do so too... wait till it comes or who ask me too then...&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehehehehehehXxx..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i think im drunk now...lolXx....&lt;br /&gt;Damn~ i Need to slp...&lt;br /&gt;shud have finish this blog like 20 mins ago but my lappy gave up on me and auto shut down..leaving me behind stuN and Sad..Im tired k and rushing to post this up asap and off to slp and my laapy treat me this way... Haixxx...&lt;br /&gt;but for the sake of You, to keep u entertain while studying and u wana see what i wear last night right,so i stayed up and finish this blog~!!! and finally i did now... Weeee~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i really got to go this time...&lt;br /&gt;Gud de Bye~!!!!! NItexX pple &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-5138171169378909509?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5138171169378909509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5138171169378909509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/05/polarpretzelchivasdices.html' title='Polar+Pretzel+Chivas+Dices'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlXCvk3NpBI/AAAAAAAAAA0/pYuEEvmehGs/s72-c/DSC00267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-8764133482719856717</id><published>2007-05-22T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T00:43:47.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberries Attack~!!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yup ended last night duty this morning and went back home - its so far -&lt;br /&gt;While changing bus at bugis, finally went to settle my hp bills at the AXS machine before the *hub cut it off again.. Waited for around 10mins and finally the NTUC is finally open..its like wow, im earlier then a supermarket...lolXxx...&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i step in, i saw wat i wanted to get - The Strawberries~!!&lt;br /&gt;its took me quite some time to choose tho, theres like 15 boxes, i took each and compare wit others adn finally comes to this lucky box~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Big and Really Big Strawberries &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlMFoE3No_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/LlJW4SFjhCo/s1600-h/DSC02154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="Big and Really Big Strawberries" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlMFoE3No_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/LlJW4SFjhCo/s200/DSC02154.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;RoAR the StrawBerriEs &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="RoAR the StrawBerriEs" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlRYUk3NpAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/zrLBscY3NiE/s200/Jon+%26+Me+63.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;in fact its sour, but it turn out sweet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite...then went back home and rest..and sleep..............................&lt;br /&gt;finally meet her at lavender mrt and head to Singapore Post.. we went shopping at the very big This Fashion and thats where i kept banging into the manuquine (wrong spell~!)After trying out and in the end i bought a black top and white inside, and she got a new pretty skirt..There this black skirt tat caught my eyes, but seem like it doesnt look tat good when wearing it..the inner design got some problem..lolXx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter, i brought her to the 14th lvl of the SingPost, a place where i used to hang out at with my kBros..Anyway.. we stayed and chatted up there, enjoying the breeze and the scenery, and dancing up there...lolXx...had our fun up in the sky..&lt;br /&gt;Well soon enough, time flies ya. Have to get her home soon cuz got 2 testt the next day ya...haha... all the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we get our dinner over at the basement foodcourt..It seem like we have book the whole place cuz besides us there only the vendors and cleaners~!! lolXx.. after that i got her home and goodnitey~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-8764133482719856717?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8764133482719856717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8764133482719856717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/05/strawberries-attack.html' title='Strawberries Attack~!!~'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlMFoE3No_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/LlJW4SFjhCo/s72-c/DSC02154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-5190888411189514511</id><published>2007-05-22T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T22:40:08.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Donut Attack~!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i was suppose to be there early in the morning waiting at the bus stop and send missy baby hazel to school. Getting up early and waited 15 mins plus juz for a cabby..&lt;br /&gt;Pissed Ya, things always goes against u when u are rushing or something~!!&lt;br /&gt;So by the time i reach her place, its too late and she was already at the next bus stop to school and i know i wun be able to get to her in time..So Arghh~..&lt;br /&gt;Haha..and while waiting for the next bus, i saw her mOmI a the bus stop as well..&lt;br /&gt;LOlXx..&lt;br /&gt;In the end, i tot i shudnt waste my trip here so went over to AMK central - floating around - from around 9 am till 11 plus..~!! So what i been doin in this 2 hrs? FloAt Around..Juz walk n walk n walk..LolXxx..Yea.. so in he end i bought the Donut u see there (the only 2 flavour tats is available at such early time~!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Donut in the summer House Yo~~~!!! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlLm9U3No8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BP4lScs57yc/s1600-h/DSC02057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="SummerDonutInDaHouseYo" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlLm9U3No8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BP4lScs57yc/s200/DSC02057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Weird Angle of the Donut - Oreo and the Dark Chocolate Donut~!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlLrZ03No9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Yy1JkrK2C7g/s1600-h/DSC02058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="Oreo &amp; the Dark Choco Donut" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlLrZ03No9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Yy1JkrK2C7g/s200/DSC02058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so yupyup called her during her class and Suprise~!!! LolXx..&lt;br /&gt;well hope u like the donut and the hidden Pineapple Biscuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opps... Dun complain about FatFat WorXx... HeHeHe...&lt;br /&gt;waited till 12 and had lunch..Guess wat.. i saw karen and fellows eating like right beside us..Givin me those 'eye' lolXxx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Baby.Hazel And Dino.Jon&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlLuhk3No-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/CZkHwgcN2uE/s1600-h/DSC00234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="Baby.Hazel And Dino.Jon" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlLuhk3No-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/CZkHwgcN2uE/s200/DSC00234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..tats about it and i went home after that preparing for duty at 430pm...&lt;br /&gt;Tats the turn-off of the day..lolXx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-5190888411189514511?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5190888411189514511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/5190888411189514511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/05/donut-attack.html' title='Donut Attack~!!'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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://bp2.blogger.com/_0pImUW1WR8A/RlLm9U3No8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BP4lScs57yc/s72-c/DSC02057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-8668601107226730201</id><published>2007-05-19T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T01:55:08.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss her so much!</title><content type='html'>I'm so happy tt i can't speak through words... GOSH!!!&lt;br /&gt;U wanna see wat i send her???&lt;br /&gt;here it goes ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U wanna see wat she sent 2 me???&lt;br /&gt;here it goes ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRII, but i can't tell u!!!&lt;br /&gt;muahahahahax&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-8668601107226730201?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8668601107226730201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/8668601107226730201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-miss-her-so-much.html' title='i miss her so much!'/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914454633103362781.post-3234745199701201951</id><published>2007-05-14T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T01:28:00.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>testing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914454633103362781-3234745199701201951?l=complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/3234745199701201951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1914454633103362781/posts/default/3234745199701201951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://complicatedjon-truthself.blogspot.com/2007/05/testing.html' title=''/><author><name>Life Is Like A Piece of Shit...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13222242165741343220</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></entry></feed>
