<?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-3756922586894679330</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:03:39.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simple is good</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08013335129264266671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWhXJ_Us7I/AAAAAAAAACc/C8x7FNFIhh0/S220/P110309_15.25.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3756922586894679330.post-3885627098775509165</id><published>2010-07-08T14:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T15:27:28.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*stepping into another stage of life..&lt;div&gt;*aint that young anymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*but. wat am i goin thru at this very moment in my life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*i oso dunno.. seems like alot of changes taking place..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*n im like juggling everythin at one time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*now at least im having a almost 5yrs relationship wif him.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*everything seems to stabilize now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*that we're both working n saving up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*was actuali surprised when i told him bout my bestest fren's lookin for flat wif her bf..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*den he juz very very 'shuang kuai' n said, go loh, we oso go n queue for flat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*thats was like 'oh my gosh' lah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Questions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*am i ready for this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*am i reali ready to spend my entire life wif him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*am i reali the one for him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*am i the one he truly loves?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*is he gonna treat me well?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*or izit he's stressed wif his work n nv gave a serious thot bout it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*if we reali decided to queue for a flat, its no joke alr..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*are we gonna be mature enuff to handle this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*our future? family?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*are we reali ready for this new changes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*all n all*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*i think its fated.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*for all these years..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*all the things tat we've been thru..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*we're still together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*hmmm.. maybe its time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3756922586894679330-3885627098775509165?l=subconsciousme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/feeds/3885627098775509165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3756922586894679330&amp;postID=3885627098775509165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/3885627098775509165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/3885627098775509165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/2010/07/stepping-into-another-stage-of-life.html' title=''/><author><name>yanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08013335129264266671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWhXJ_Us7I/AAAAAAAAACc/C8x7FNFIhh0/S220/P110309_15.25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3756922586894679330.post-7804710181368397460</id><published>2010-07-07T21:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T14:32:20.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*Oh well... back to blog.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*So many things changed... now i've been in a relationship for 4yrs plus.. N i've like been thru damn lot of things wif him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Maybe by this age, i've grown up quite abit.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* gettin more n more stable in my job..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*read back on all my blog entries... waa.. i reali can write so many things wor..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*muz get back all my knowledge on these.. haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3756922586894679330-7804710181368397460?l=subconsciousme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/feeds/7804710181368397460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3756922586894679330&amp;postID=7804710181368397460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/7804710181368397460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/7804710181368397460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>yanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08013335129264266671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWhXJ_Us7I/AAAAAAAAACc/C8x7FNFIhh0/S220/P110309_15.25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3756922586894679330.post-6848956790001374033</id><published>2009-07-19T02:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T01:35:51.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hows life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~WORK~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After joinin U****s.. Life has been great for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although its a new experience for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i hav more responsibilities in my work that i need to fulfil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall its damn fun workin there now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1st when i joined this company, its juz one simply unknown shop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n slowly it got bigger n rite now, we hav altogether 3 outlets runnin in operations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n so, one big family got seperated.... to jaga 3 different outlets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is pickin up now n still goin on strong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully in future, U****s will be as popular...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~FRENZ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frenzzzz............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im being surrounded by U****s..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't say that their my colleagues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead, they're like my frenzzz alr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of new staff though, but those who's wif me frm the start, stays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl like fy n v.. both of u are reali so true as a fren n i meant it... not colleagues anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n my gurls at WM... they're all my darlings... (although sometimes during work i mite be a lil more serious, but cos tis is work k???) hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;n to boy.. suddenly boy came into my life.. as a colleague at 1st... but now gurl's found a fren in boy.. gurl wasnt sure at 1st but frm the 1st day til now.. gurl's seen boy as being boy himself.. quite a true personality, n gurl has decided to keep boy.. kekeke... as a TRUE fren.. thanx a million.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one can see a person's true colours until they spend some times wif the person.. i dun understand too... y that person wanna be acting this way?? i can understand that maybe its cos of the upbringing.. but it has to reach to a certain limits rite? if go beyond den its too much alr... in the end who'll be the one suffering???? haix.. i m juz tired of all these nonsense......... *roll eyes*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3756922586894679330-6848956790001374033?l=subconsciousme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/feeds/6848956790001374033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3756922586894679330&amp;postID=6848956790001374033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/6848956790001374033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/6848956790001374033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/2009/07/hows-life.html' title='Hows life?'/><author><name>yanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08013335129264266671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWhXJ_Us7I/AAAAAAAAACc/C8x7FNFIhh0/S220/P110309_15.25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3756922586894679330.post-8539869398507877015</id><published>2009-06-16T01:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T01:59:10.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nv stepped on my precious tail.....hahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Great Experience Though....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dun wanna be bothered by things that doesn't link to me at all.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can be nice.. real nice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but once again.. n this was the very 1st time to hav met a 高手..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Great in everything: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;acting innocent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;acting so 伟大&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when wat happened wasn't even my prob at all n i was being dragged into it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;playing reverse pyschology wif me..? come on, think ur up to it? think twice.. or even thrice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tot that i would 笨笨fall into trap..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pls loh.. im not that stupid loh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hav brains too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n i still believe that if im not the one at fault, u'll be the one to suffer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dun mind havin lesser frenz when there're no true frenz ard..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i trust whoever deserved it.. so if u abused it... i'll say, tooo baaad... bye bye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so when things had alr happened, dun bother to tell me wat to do or say too much to cover ur arssssss..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hav no relations wif u anyway..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stand back... relax... n get the *toOot* outta my life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im coOl.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i still hav alot more other ppl supporting me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanx u all.. reali appreciate all the care u all showed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;especially those who's alwaez by my side... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n of cos my Darling.. luv u much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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tail.....hahaha'/><author><name>yanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08013335129264266671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWhXJ_Us7I/AAAAAAAAACc/C8x7FNFIhh0/S220/P110309_15.25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3756922586894679330.post-6168508301034178502</id><published>2009-05-12T00:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T01:04:18.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sometimes.. i reali dun understand, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;some frenz i treasured truly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tot they would do the same but im wrong.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kinda disappointed though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;now i dun even hav the courage to trust..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sad thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;true frenz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no_where or now_here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the older u grow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i do not wanna believe that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the lesser fren u'll hav left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i think so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i may care for some frenz that i will treasure but if u abuse that.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i apologise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;get the hell outta my world!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im being nice yet nobody appreciates.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fine, im done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to those i've once cared as a fren, if u didn hear anything frm me, means im referring to u.. dun doubt, yes its U! n U! n U! n U!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3756922586894679330-6168508301034178502?l=subconsciousme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/feeds/6168508301034178502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3756922586894679330&amp;postID=6168508301034178502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/6168508301034178502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/6168508301034178502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/2009/05/sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>yanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08013335129264266671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWhXJ_Us7I/AAAAAAAAACc/C8x7FNFIhh0/S220/P110309_15.25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3756922586894679330.post-2604841601717791527</id><published>2009-04-23T19:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:27:53.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;今天去看了表姨的妈，庆幸的是她还认得每一个人。心疼的是。。。她。。不能自己吃东西了。。需要依靠莞子来吃。。&lt;br /&gt;life is reali so unpredictable n fragile..&lt;br /&gt;yet, still there r ppl who doesnt even know how to treasure n appreciate loved ones..&lt;br /&gt;humans tend to take things for granted, i dun deny im not one of them, cos sometimes when u hav somethings or someone treated u too good, u expect n ask for more without bein contented n satisfied..&lt;br /&gt;wat everyone can say is, "aiya.. life is like that one lah, its either u lose or u gain.. nothin is fair in tis world.. so why should we do good deeds when ppl dun appreciate at all?" rite?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. frm wat i've learnt thruout my 24yrs?&lt;br /&gt;im not too sure oso.. wat i know is all the magic words are reali important n useful..&lt;br /&gt;*Please*,*Thank you*,*May i*,*Excuse me*,*ur welcome* n thats all i can rem..&lt;br /&gt;after workin as a service crew, customer service can be damn important..&lt;br /&gt;u know lah, 'customer is alwaez rite'.. so wat can we do when we encounter nasty ones? even if everyone knows that ur rite n they're wrong, apologise n thats it.. hold the grudges n swear frm the top to bottom onli in ur heart.. haha.. but experience reali counts, i've learnt at least not to provoke customers.. cos when ur doin a good service, customers comes again, they compliment u, ur happy, customers oso happy.. boss even more happier, they earn $$$.. so.. happy happy go lucky.. thats how things work for me.. actuali its a plus oso for the workin environment at Udders, bosses are understanding, manager is considerate, all other staffs were great colleagues to work wif.. wat else can i ask for huh?&lt;br /&gt;well well well.. life is good when u think it is.. but miserable when u think its not..&lt;br /&gt;although i do not hav a bunch of great frenz wif me.. but i do hav tis small no. of besties beside me.. n my baby.. n my precious of cos!! its enuff for me liao..&lt;br /&gt;wanna thanx them again today for being by my side no matter im happy or sad.. ur still here for me.. u know who u are, that i dun hav to mention here..&lt;br /&gt;i luv u all..&lt;br /&gt;*peace*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3756922586894679330-2604841601717791527?l=subconsciousme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/feeds/2604841601717791527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3756922586894679330&amp;postID=2604841601717791527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/2604841601717791527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/2604841601717791527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-is-reali-so-unpredictable-n.html' title=''/><author><name>yanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08013335129264266671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWhXJ_Us7I/AAAAAAAAACc/C8x7FNFIhh0/S220/P110309_15.25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3756922586894679330.post-1990785254615863694</id><published>2009-04-21T13:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T14:30:08.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hmmm.. where to start leh? *think*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;okay.. i've tis relative who's my mum's cousin's mother.. so she's my 表姨的妈。although we're not that very very close but very very close to 表姨. she's quite close to my cousins oso de, cos she's those can go crazy wif 'kids' like me.. ok newae.. her mum, thats my 表姨的妈 is bein hospitalized for dunno how long alr.. at 1st was cos she fell down den went hospital for few days den discharged.. tot she's ok le.. but... she juz went home for a nite, next day kena fever den sent to hospital again, was so sad seein everyone so sad.. juz as we tot she's alrite, high fever came upon her at nite, its alr 10+pm when we reached there, she cant even recognize anyone that nite.. her eyes was floating n difficulty in breathin, so can see she's struggling to catch even a bit of oxygen. it was a tense nite, everyone rushed to the hospital, hoping that she could make it thru, 表姨 was tearing alr, 小姨 n all other relatives oso. i tried to control my tears, nv wanting them to see me tear, told myself i hav to be strong at tat time. n i wasnt feellin well too, but i didn let anyone in my family noe, dun wan to add more probs for them, ppl says, if ur unwell, better not go to hospital, cos got lots of germs n bacteria there, it'll be easier for them(germs n bac) to attack u. haix.. who cares bout that now..? that person lying on the ward is more impt now.. newae, its alr after visitin hrs, we hav to leave. the next day which was yest, i requested to David bout my shift, n he agreed to help me cover my shift til 8pm so that i could visit 表姨的妈. its reali very nice for Udders bosses to be so considerate.. so while fetchin my other relative to the hospital, she talked bout the matters in 表姨house n all, reali sad lah. den my eyes were filled wif tears, still swallowed everythin back. n to all of our surprise when we reached the ward, she looked fine, can even recognize me! reali happy to see her tis way.. she actuali made my day yest, was so relieved, we all stayed there as long as possible to be by her side, but.... ard 5+ when the nurse gave her a jab of antibiotics, she kena fever again.. but juz a slight one.. phew.. n ard 7+ i need to rushed for work le so i looked at her n wave at her.. she waved back to me eh.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;back to work.. surprisingly onli got 3 staffs includin me.. d**n.. so as usual when it hits the peak period, customers keep comin in.. orders n orders of waffles here n there.. serve, make waffles,clear tables, washin.. wa.. cannot lah.. short of manpower.. n so, we're onli able to finish everythin n locked shutter ard 2345hrs, able to board the last train.. but limin missed her last bus instead.. poor thing.. but both limin n huimin reached home safely.. end of another day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWhXJ_Us7I/AAAAAAAAACc/C8x7FNFIhh0/S220/P110309_15.25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3756922586894679330.post-7031976115575093144</id><published>2009-04-03T13:41:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T15:01:51.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Precious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tis is my lil Precious when i bought her back on 25th Jan 09 which she juz turned 3months old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Her D.O.B is 23rd Oct 08.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Isn't she the cutest of all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Here r fotos of her growin up day by day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320336611016195522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWh9ZkgPcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/1PzMbNLnTGw/s320/P250109_08.52%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320339924915048386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWk-Szjz8I/AAAAAAAAADk/74VcN_-Q6Jo/s320/P240109_22.26%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWnTf-MolI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fjuTMUIKMBw/s1600-h/P250109_00.15%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320339920822287842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWk-DjxPeI/AAAAAAAAADc/FxZC4xFrXXY/s320/P250109_00.04.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWk-NTU3DI/AAAAAAAAADU/8cfYGioDvTQ/s1600-h/P250109_00.15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320339923437673522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWk-NTU3DI/AAAAAAAAADU/8cfYGioDvTQ/s320/P250109_00.15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWnTf-MolI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fjuTMUIKMBw/s1600-h/P250109_00.15%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320342488249836114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWnTf-MolI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fjuTMUIKMBw/s320/P250109_00.15%5B01%5D.JPG" 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style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Alrite.. Thats bout it, more to be uploaded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3756922586894679330-7031976115575093144?l=subconsciousme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/feeds/7031976115575093144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3756922586894679330&amp;postID=7031976115575093144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/7031976115575093144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/7031976115575093144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-precious.html' title='My Precious'/><author><name>yanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08013335129264266671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWhXJ_Us7I/AAAAAAAAACc/C8x7FNFIhh0/S220/P110309_15.25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWh9ZkgPcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/1PzMbNLnTGw/s72-c/P250109_08.52%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3756922586894679330.post-9135888598308109125</id><published>2008-08-18T21:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T00:12:13.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chapter 2: frenz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;N when i say frenz.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not ordinary fren though.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n this fren, she's great.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fortunate i am, i have a few best frenz by my side...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; this gurl here... shares everything wif me... keke..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;newae she's got a bf alr.. hopefully she's found her happiness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;these few days, she was the one by my side ah... sharing most of our stuff together.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we even went swim n sing together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanx gurl for being here for me wor... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's a fren worthy to keep for life.... keke..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ying, for u... muackzzzzzzz....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reali appreciate all the things ppl had done for me, be it frenz or my love ones..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for the past that brought my to tis day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it left all very sweet n memorable moments..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for everyone that once shared their lives wif me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i loved u all... n if i've eva hurt u, my apology n bcos of that, i learnt.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to be a better person..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for those who's alwaez been here for me even when there r times i neglected u...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im sorri n i love u all too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;life's unpredictable... ppl change... life changes... things grows n things fades through time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dun even am sure whether im still the same or not..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wats my heart tellin me n wat im doin now....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i juz live my days like that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im tired of being hurt.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im tired of lies which leads to heartbreak..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im givin myself a break now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3756922586894679330-9135888598308109125?l=subconsciousme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/feeds/9135888598308109125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3756922586894679330&amp;postID=9135888598308109125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/9135888598308109125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/9135888598308109125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/2008/08/chapter-2-frenz.html' title='chapter 2: frenz'/><author><name>yanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08013335129264266671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWhXJ_Us7I/AAAAAAAAACc/C8x7FNFIhh0/S220/P110309_15.25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3756922586894679330.post-1674142455693432047</id><published>2008-07-31T19:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T19:46:52.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chapter 1: realization</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;wow.... its been 3 long months since i last updated my blog eh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;newae sad case that i've left the job that i loved... long stories... so i shan't talk bout it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;life life life....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;complicated should i put it..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;many things happened within these 3 months though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was my greatest fear to let go of somethin that once were so very important n precious to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;people said its no point hangin on to somethin that doesnt belong to u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was reluctant about that at 1st.. or maybe all along i am being that way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n one day, i took up all my courage to make it all cleared...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i found my ans..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n finally, one thing that i've treasured soO hard, i let it go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dun say i've made the rite or even the wrong decisions..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe it was no longer belong to me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hav to let go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i muz let go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n even things ended, i became the bad one.. thats to initiate it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dun blame anyone though... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;newae im used to being the bad one alr.. so wats the dfference rite...? haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is a new beginnin, a new chapter of my life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n i will not repeat my wrongdoings, i will create a better life... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even if thru out my life til now, its been a rocky road..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll keep tryin... i will become a better person..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n for all those who've been thru life wif me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;special thanx.. cos without u, my life knows nothing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanx a million..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3756922586894679330-1674142455693432047?l=subconsciousme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/feeds/1674142455693432047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3756922586894679330&amp;postID=1674142455693432047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/1674142455693432047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/1674142455693432047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/2008/07/chapter-1-realization.html' title='chapter 1: realization'/><author><name>yanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08013335129264266671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWhXJ_Us7I/AAAAAAAAACc/C8x7FNFIhh0/S220/P110309_15.25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3756922586894679330.post-5450617214942443186</id><published>2008-04-23T16:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T16:27:48.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~oooh yeeeeeeeahhhhh~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've got a jooob.... yeah... thats my dream job man..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;juz went for interview yesterday n i've got their call today...!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n tml i'll be goin down to sign papers le...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n next monday will be my 1st day reporting to work alr.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dog Care Centre @ xxx... hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n i'll be a dog handler...!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WooooOOoOOoOoOOoOoOOooOOooooooOoOOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im sure u cant believe how happy n excited i am rite now... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;congrats me congrats me yeah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok ok ok... i muz get hold of myself 1st.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*breathe in* *breathe out*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;newae life is B.E.A.U.TIFUL.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but im being warned that it'll be quite tedious workin there.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but im all prepared.. or not... damn it.. who cares..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i juz wanna work wif dogs n learn as much as possible in handling them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its way too much better than workin wif humans though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;although i guess i mite get bitten once or twice or many times...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i bet they wun bite such a nice gurl like me ya? oops..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i juz luv them so much n they wouldn't bear to do that to me rite..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alrite... as long as i be kind n nice towards them n they will do the same towards me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n wat i knew was that, GREAT DANE(for ur info, its a breed of a race dog) will be there too.. the largest dog in this world ba..  if im not mistaken.. n mostly they have lotsa GOLDEN RETRIEVER(one of the smartest breed) n they all looked alike.. n i'll hav to recognize each of them n rem their names individually... i'll work extremely hard for that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shall update again ba... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~PEACE~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3756922586894679330-5450617214942443186?l=subconsciousme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/feeds/5450617214942443186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3756922586894679330&amp;postID=5450617214942443186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/5450617214942443186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/5450617214942443186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/2008/04/oooh-yeeeeeeeahhhhh-ive-got-jooob.html' title=''/><author><name>yanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08013335129264266671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWhXJ_Us7I/AAAAAAAAACc/C8x7FNFIhh0/S220/P110309_15.25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3756922586894679330.post-7745201766613753505</id><published>2008-04-12T22:54:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T00:48:11.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~~16th day of singlehood~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmm... i hav to admit im reali very very 'fan' these few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whenever i get the chance to be alone, everythin juz rushed into my mind.. wat can i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the emptiness in this lil part of my heart... more time for me i guess... i may seem strong.. thats me.. the happiest person others saw, was the saddest of them all.. cos they'll onli keep those unhappy n sad things in themselves n will onli bring happiness to others... so ppl will see them as a very cheerful person.. yet nobody will understand.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;y izit that i think i dun deserve such a nice guy like him? n so afraid i mite hurt him?&lt;y&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;y&gt;y izit that after so many years, we're still here chattin happily, n havin this unexplainable chemistry between us? n guess wat? he's attached.. but i swear, i hav nv had the intention to break them apart.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;y izit that he's the one dearest that i luv most, n at the same time hurts me the deepest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;im&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;they are all different person!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i can see stars, spinning ard me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[_bless me_]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;it all juz came at one time.. n on the 17th, i'll be jobless...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but overall i lost somethin, n i gained precious times wif my parents.. n frenz..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;im happy enuff bout that le..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3756922586894679330-7745201766613753505?l=subconsciousme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/feeds/7745201766613753505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3756922586894679330&amp;postID=7745201766613753505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/7745201766613753505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/7745201766613753505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/2008/04/16th-day-of-singlehood-hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>yanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08013335129264266671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWhXJ_Us7I/AAAAAAAAACc/C8x7FNFIhh0/S220/P110309_15.25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3756922586894679330.post-1002459552498654640</id><published>2008-04-12T00:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T01:58:13.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~15th day of singlehood~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as usual, work frm 1030hrs-1830hrs.. nothin much... den went dinner wif ting n per @ LJS... den chat for quite awhile.. haha... talk about our sec sch life n up... wow... nv tot our lives had so much fun.. haha.. counting how many guys went after ting lah, n how many guys went after me.. haha.. think back ah, quite shiok eh.. like got so many ppl liked u n how youngster like us had those puppy love.. n all.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den tot of goin Chevron for karaoke session... acc per home to change den end up fully booked.. den bo bian, try to go somewhere else lo... per suggested to paulander, i dunno whether the spellin is correct or not.. but aga is that lah.. heard per said its sellin german beer de pub wif live band de... n guess wat? full again.. den ting suggested go dempsey hill.. but den on our way there, ting fell aslp.. duh... den we went home frm orchard... so its juz dou fong onli lo.. actuali oso not bad lah.. sit in his car den listen to music, relax.. fotos that i took....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/R_-jb6CZDbI/AAAAAAAAAAo/-GqRLIJp0bU/s1600-h/DSC00093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188044995585183154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/R_-jb6CZDbI/AAAAAAAAAAo/-GqRLIJp0bU/s320/DSC00093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~~my bestie of 10yrs, ting~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/R_-jcaCZDcI/AAAAAAAAAAw/bioZ526-GlM/s1600-h/DSC00094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188045004175117762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/R_-jcaCZDcI/AAAAAAAAAAw/bioZ526-GlM/s320/DSC00094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~~n this... my brother of 8yrs~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;such a long long frenship le.. sure will treasure them de.. keke...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Yuyan Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3756922586894679330-1002459552498654640?l=subconsciousme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/feeds/1002459552498654640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3756922586894679330&amp;postID=1002459552498654640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/1002459552498654640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/1002459552498654640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/2008/04/15th-day-of-singlehood-as-usual-work.html' title=''/><author><name>yanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08013335129264266671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWhXJ_Us7I/AAAAAAAAACc/C8x7FNFIhh0/S220/P110309_15.25.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/R_-jb6CZDbI/AAAAAAAAAAo/-GqRLIJp0bU/s72-c/DSC00093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3756922586894679330.post-748789634687345297</id><published>2008-04-09T00:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T01:21:40.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~13th day of singlehood~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;work again... 11pm den knock off... tml hav to work mornin still... so gotta slp soon after bloggin... somethin interestin happened today in shop... at 1st when i reached shop, its quite peaceful de... means very quiet lo n there are 3ppl together... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den i juz go do my own things, read papers, go buy my mineral water.. den back to shop.. den C went out, C bought cheese cake for me.. quite nice de.. maybe is for my belated bday de ba.. keke.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den yest ate jewel's bday cake le.. today dunno y jewel brought another slice of cake for me again.. wow... ate so many cakes these 2 days... fattenin ahhhh....!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alrite back to today's interestin show... ok ok... i dunno how n why it all started... i was sittin at my very own spot, listenin to radio which is juz in front of me, den all of sudden i heard C talkin quite loudly, very dulan de voice.. den K at 1st listen n kept quiet.. den C kept shootin K those very awful words, K cannot take it den talked back, haha... den K kena phucked big time, C shouted even louder, den i was like... eh.... lookin at them... n continued doin my own things.. haha.. bastard rite... bo chap... K oso lan lan kept quiet.. den even worse, talk talk nvm, now throw fries somemore... haha... i see liao, wanna luff oso force myself to shut up.. funny sia.. but reali very tense ah the atmosphere.. i dunno wat to do, stop C or join in to shoot K? mind my own business better... den throw fries not enuff, even plastic no. tag fly.. haha.. den broke lo.. den next moment, K took the broom to sweep away the trash.. haha.. very funny lo the scene... den i reail cannot tahan, called Y to chit chat lo.. den talk talk abit, she gotta do her things den hung up.. now i dunno wat to do still... walked back to my spot n sat down, did the same things again lo... hahahahaha... normally, if this kinda things happened, even if its normal human being oso will try to stop the arguement or wat lo... me leh? watch show onli.. see how a man kena phuck big time by a gurl 7yrs younger than him.. haix.. very sad thing ba... i reali pity K ah, but my mind oso think he deserved that leh.. jialat.... pathetic lo... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aiya, if u wan others to respect u... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1stly, u hav to respect others loh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if not, this kinda problem sure will happen to u.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3756922586894679330-748789634687345297?l=subconsciousme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/feeds/748789634687345297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3756922586894679330&amp;postID=748789634687345297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/748789634687345297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/748789634687345297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/2008/04/13th-day-of-singlehood-work-again.html' title=''/><author><name>yanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08013335129264266671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWhXJ_Us7I/AAAAAAAAACc/C8x7FNFIhh0/S220/P110309_15.25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3756922586894679330.post-1264792433957757787</id><published>2008-04-08T00:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T03:43:34.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~12th day of singlehood~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;juz reach home after a day's work.. tiring sia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;newae its jewel's birthday today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's the neighbour's daughter of my shop there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pretty little 3yr old gurl..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;very smart though! when she grow up, woooo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sure power de.. very ai mei now already...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;needless to say when she's much older..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="408" height="297" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-eff8d3d2e7251765" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yest stayed over at my cousin's house.. ard 5plus like tht met her at chong pang den my daddy fetch us to mrt station de ntuc den went to buy stuff for makin salad at her house.. den watched dvd together, chit chat... den surf net together... acc each other... keke.. talked bout guys!!!! all the hurts n all types of guys... the goods n the bads... haix... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;its not that i wanna condemn most guys but frm all the bad experiences i've had, it leaves me no choice but to protect myself against them.. dun luv if ur not reali in luv wif us!! or if ur still thinkin of ur exes... its very very unfair to us who put all our efforts in u yet in the end, we're not the one u truly luv... plsssss, dun be so selfish.. gurls are not toys to be played ard.. we need respects too... we are humans too.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/2008/04/12th-day-of-singlehood-juz-reach-home.html' title=''/><author><name>yanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08013335129264266671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWhXJ_Us7I/AAAAAAAAACc/C8x7FNFIhh0/S220/P110309_15.25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3756922586894679330.post-2607217302081307009</id><published>2008-04-06T01:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T01:50:12.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~update update~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dunno whether izit i dunno how to luv or luv too deeply..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that caused things to alwaez go the wrong way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes when i think back.. it reali hurts deep down..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im not the one he wans to treasure, whereas she's the one..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n i noe we can no longer be together again le..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everythin has ended..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n i noe somehow somewhere... someone is alwaez stayin by my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n i dunno wat i can do to make u stay longer, yet i noe i cant anyhow make promises..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that im afraid i mite or mite not hurt u in future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bf after bf... n ur still here... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im reali glad that someone is doin this for me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tis is reali called `bu li bu qi`&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i reali appreciate all these..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;juz stay until the rite time alrite...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;time will tell the truth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3756922586894679330-2607217302081307009?l=subconsciousme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/feeds/2607217302081307009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3756922586894679330&amp;postID=2607217302081307009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/2607217302081307009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/2607217302081307009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/2008/04/update-update-i-dunno-whether-izit-i.html' title=''/><author><name>yanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08013335129264266671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWhXJ_Us7I/AAAAAAAAACc/C8x7FNFIhh0/S220/P110309_15.25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3756922586894679330.post-1097974657932455966</id><published>2008-04-04T00:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T02:29:39.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;after a day's work again... tirin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;newae maybe now its time to live life alr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've walked out of my past n we're frenz le..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not being stupid or watsoeva, cos even if u hate a person, u'll onli not feel good.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;somemore once he/she was the closest to u.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, no point hating lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;juz let everythin be loh... everythin is meant to be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fated to be together or not, is not up to us to decide de...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this way... both will feel much happier..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thats wat i believe in... haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n now im much happier le... goin to take my things back frm his home le..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n at 1st my heart felt sourish, but after letting both of us know that this is a better way to live,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've decided to let go n we're both good to go... keke...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;renz are better than enemy rite...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmm... this way i will feel better i guess... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/R_Ubtyg7SrI/AAAAAAAAAAg/V2nSwP7Y0bU/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185081019454933682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" height="206" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/R_Ubtyg7SrI/AAAAAAAAAAg/V2nSwP7Y0bU/s320/DSC00049.JPG" width="307" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/R_Ubtyg7SqI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-ph5G0MfrAQ/s1600-h/DSC00050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185081019454933666" style="FLOAT: 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chatting, crapping, singing away the blues.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n my 1st experience boozing at kopitiam.. hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=108426526&amp;ver=102906" quality="high"  salign="lt" width="426" height="319" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3756922586894679330-3189997280409152268?l=subconsciousme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWhXJ_Us7I/AAAAAAAAACc/C8x7FNFIhh0/S220/P110309_15.25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3756922586894679330.post-1283683951002936461</id><published>2008-04-02T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T02:23:58.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;alrite...... i was told that my blog was alwaez bout r/s... but other than r/s... i hav nothin much to say alr eh.. no life rite? but ur wrong... when ur in a r/s, life's much more beautiful than u think.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;u hav that special someone to spend his/her time wif u, share every happy, sad moments wif u.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;no matter wat, he/she will be by ur side... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;isnt it great to be in luv?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;isnt it great to know that the special someone luvs u too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but when things turn sour, u can nv know how that special someone became a total stranger to u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;newae now its back to my life, alone... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i assume no one will believe de.. but its true.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sleepin alone, scares me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;walkin alone, stumble over me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sobbin, breaks me down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;thinkin back, holds me down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;holdin onto, weakens me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;leavin, forced me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;time, heals me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;time, strengthen me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;time, reveal the goods n the bads...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;n now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;all thanx to him leavin me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;that i realised...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;im saved..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;for that, i muz live much more happier than ever.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;time will tell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3756922586894679330-1283683951002936461?l=subconsciousme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/feeds/1283683951002936461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3756922586894679330&amp;postID=1283683951002936461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/1283683951002936461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3756922586894679330/posts/default/1283683951002936461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/2008/04/alrite.html' title=''/><author><name>yanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08013335129264266671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8_G7lN0sC-E/SdWhXJ_Us7I/AAAAAAAAACc/C8x7FNFIhh0/S220/P110309_15.25.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3756922586894679330.post-9129745799150192176</id><published>2008-04-01T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T13:40:52.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something new</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hmmm.. thot of creating a blog here ba.. try something new.. gonna head to work soon le.. so juz drop some message here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;its been 5days alr.. n i've decided to let everythin go once n for all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;majority of guys r unreliable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;how to trust a guy that much? haha... so silly ya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i muz learn to be more cautious le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;cos when i thot i saw the right one, thot he's so pure, so innocent.. but all was juz blinded..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i regretted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but at least i've learnt n realised, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;that i shouldn't trust one so easily or maybe not to luv so hard..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i know there's still someone who's alwaez by my side, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;alwaez being there for me no matter wat.. i know they're different..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but if thats true, they hav to prove that they're worth being trusted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;n im onli here to see for real.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;someone to dote me n luv me wholeheartedly....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;n if YOU're reali sure that im the one, no matter how long time takes, u'll sure wait de..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;who will that be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3756922586894679330-9129745799150192176?l=subconsciousme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://subconsciousme.blogspot.com/feeds/9129745799150192176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3756922586894679330&amp;postID=9129745799150192176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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