<?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-2560382732730213608</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:22:03.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YongKang,  杨永康，ヨン　カン</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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>108</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-1424002703406904879</id><published>2008-01-11T11:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T11:05:50.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved.</title><content type='html'>To somewhere you need to ask me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-1424002703406904879?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/1424002703406904879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=1424002703406904879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1424002703406904879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1424002703406904879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2008/01/moved.html' title='Moved.'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-8554333662640336693</id><published>2008-01-07T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T00:34:02.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow up on "Random Rants"</title><content type='html'>-Alright, i've decided. My love for her is just too great. I cannot live without her. Not even the worst setbacks can diminish the love i have towards her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Forgive the mushy words and, my head still hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-8554333662640336693?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/8554333662640336693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=8554333662640336693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/8554333662640336693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/8554333662640336693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2008/01/follow-up-on-random-rants.html' title='Follow up on &quot;Random Rants&quot;'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-2596169147377338768</id><published>2008-01-07T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T00:30:49.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Rants</title><content type='html'>-I've been labelled as someone who looks at issues at a logical perspective. However, it somewhat appears that this is not really the case. As a matter of fact, it sorts of contradict the label i'm pasted with completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What i mean involves relationship. Many might noe that im someone who relies and depends alot on my partner. To simply put it, I'm a guy who is very nian to my other half. And therefore when things go wrong, im no longer the logical me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It is when one over relies &amp; depends too much on his partner, that the pain gets more unbearable and hurtful. The more one loves, the deeper the sword lunge into his heart. And of cos, the more painful he feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I care so much bcos im such a guy. A guy who wholly believes in fairy-tale like happily ever after and marriages. Also, I'm too nian when it comes to relationships. And therefore, i tend to be more over-sensitive. When &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; overwhelms me, no longer am i the yongkang pple noe. Perhaps, &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; refers to the jealousy, insecurity etc that a super nian guy will face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And thus, i think alot. So much so that my mind is hurting badly. Im feeling faint, and i cant really get to sleep. Hais....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wad shld i do? I'm a hybrid of logical and emotional being. And i dun like it at all. Should i just become logical and stop being a sissy boy who nian too much to my partner? Or shld i become e emotional being, put myself in other's shoe and forgive and forget? I really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-For now, my head hurts so much. Perhaps i shld get an mc tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-2596169147377338768?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/2596169147377338768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=2596169147377338768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/2596169147377338768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/2596169147377338768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2008/01/random-rants.html' title='Random Rants'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-505350513514512953</id><published>2008-01-06T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T18:05:13.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=D exciting day</title><content type='html'>5/1&lt;br /&gt;-Packed up for the swimming outing with darling in e morning. Took 198. Alighted at the wrong stop and nearly lost my way-_-'''.. Fortunately, i still managed to locate the swimming complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Darling had already reached the complex. This was supposed to be our 1st swimming outing. Darling sexy sia. wear bikini! *Wolf whistles*. Den attracted alot of tico-peh's stares lah. omg!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The time spent with her at the pool was kinda enjoyable bcos of *****... To simply put it, the day spent was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After that, went to her hse for dinner. Over there, she fried a plate of chicken wings for me. It was simply out of this world. D-E-L-I-C-I-O-U-S! Slurppp!! However, the chef kept whining and complained that i was lying about her cooking.. like wth pls~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Her mum treated me dinner.. omg, damn pai seh... =/. Darling, pls ask yr mum to stop cooking/treating me stuff, i'll scared de. I wun dare to go to yr hse or go out with u in future liao, provided u let me pay for my own expenditures. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lala &amp; Kaka came moments later. Apparently, Kaka was supposed to be leaving for Thailand next tues, and was in need of a luggage. Therefore, she came over to borrow one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After comparison and analysis of 2 luggages, we werent satisfied. And calls were made to Metro Retail shop and Mustafa. Omgsxz!!! They call liao dun dare to speak! den pass the phone to me... wthh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Realised that a hard cased luggage would cost over $80 in Mustafa, and tt idea of getting one there was immediately put off. Initially, there was a good offer to get one in 10 Mile Complex, in which Kaka's bro has got for at a good price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-However, Kaka had an arguement with his bro, and it seems that pride was worth more. Finally psycho-ed her to bury the hatchet with her brother. And off we went to 10 Mile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-She got wad she wanted and we left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6/10&lt;br /&gt;-Days before, i was invited to dinner at Darling's this coming Tues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Today, Darling, her mum &amp; I went to Jurong East's Giant mart to shop for groceries. Had lunch at LJS as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-While trying to get a trolley, the Kiasu spirit of the typical Singaporean surfaced right before my eyes. Trolley at the moment was scarce, and therefore, we had to practically snacted a trolley e moment they arrive. Zzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After shopping, we went to window-shopped around for clothes, glasses and watches. =DD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Right now, i just finished shopping with 'em and am at Darling's place blogging=). Tmr is another day at work. Hope working tmr would be smooth for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sign off=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-505350513514512953?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/505350513514512953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=505350513514512953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/505350513514512953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/505350513514512953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2008/01/d-exciting-day.html' title='=D exciting day'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-5685816415477313195</id><published>2008-01-05T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T00:26:06.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AVP2</title><content type='html'>-Alien vs Predator 2 = 2/5 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Counter today = Tired &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mood now = insecure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Darling, will u leave me? *_*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-5685816415477313195?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/5685816415477313195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=5685816415477313195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/5685816415477313195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/5685816415477313195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2008/01/avp2.html' title='AVP2'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-562823253080835128</id><published>2008-01-03T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T22:47:20.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!!!</title><content type='html'>-Wahaha, life at e counter is really enriching and interesting! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Early at 9am, customers hadnt arrived yet. I decided to surf the internet. To avoid getting caught, i minimised the window. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Eh, 你要去Internet就去咯。你来counter, 要去Internet， 敢敢来。不用怕的。你看，我也是去的。不会可怕的啦。没有东西做，就是这样的咯", said Janet. I was like, wah... nice department liao lahh. Woohooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-But when it comes to workload, it can really get very, very busy. Dispatch from different companies would come and collect B/Ls from us, make payment etc... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Once the queue increases, it's really busy like hell. My workload would really get out of control before lunch time, and during 3 to 5pm. &gt;&lt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-But while working myself off, i really enjoy myself in the process. As a tertiary operator, customers are our form of revenue. Therefore, the phrase, "Customers are always right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In our case, customers would always get scolded and scowls from us. Lmao! Really damn funny lah. The dispatch are normally those malay guys in motorbike helmets, sling bags etc, resembling pizza delivery man. And they always kena scolding de. xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Another plus factor towards counter is the fact that, they always have alot of juicy gossips and interesting facts to share. Never would I get bored in there. Time passes by really fast too. =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-During lunch, i went to check my bank account. Wtf can? HR dept deducted $90 from me for nothing. After lunch, i went to complain to the HR personel. And they told me that they overlook that part, and my allowance would be credited into my account next month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I think the HR pple shld go ESAD. They have the mentality that interns can be easily cheated when it comes to allowances and pay checks. Luckily i double checked with her. Otherwise, they'd think my money is easy to cheat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After work, went home for quick dinner. Meeting darling at tiong market @ 7pm. Darling told me to give her a call right before leaving the hse. I was suspecting a ploy, but couldnt guess wad it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And so i did, i gave her a call, and headed to the bus stop. All this while from alighting from the lift, to nearing the bus stop, i was being followed by my darling. OMG, and i dint realise it until she gave me a poke on my waist at the bus stop. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Shocked and surprised, i was staring at her, and was my mind was in a blank state. Never expected this sia! Gosh!!!!! She really got me this time, struck me dumbfounded and surprised! @_@~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Headed down to tiong market TOGETHER. Shared a bowl of tiong lor mee, and pi pa mi. xD. Damn nice right, darling? haha. I had a plate of carrot cake also:D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We browsed thru Tiong plaza and discussed tmr's plan, i.e. to watch Alien vs Predator 2 tmr. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After that, we went to er ren shi jie. =DD. Before leaving for home, darling passed me the diary she has completed halfway. Well, im gonna read it now:)).. Wooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cya tmr, darling. Love you=D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-562823253080835128?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/562823253080835128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=562823253080835128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/562823253080835128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/562823253080835128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2008/01/surprise.html' title='Surprise!!!'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-2447188352763601480</id><published>2008-01-02T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T11:24:17.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xD</title><content type='html'>31/12/2007&lt;br /&gt;-Woots, half day again! Dint bring a bag to work in e morning. IF i were to leave the office with my bag, it'd be very obvious that im leaving. I wanted to make it seem like im going for lunch. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Why do i need to do that? Because the whole office normally work until damn late. Even on the eve of public holidays. I'm very "odd one out" if i were to be e only one leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After i left, i realised that im the only employee leaving. Damn wth lahh.. But at the lift lobby, realised i wasnt the only employee. Wahaha! Heng man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Darling came to my work place to meet me. After which, she came to my hse. At around 5pm, she went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wanted to meet darling at night to go count down or something. However, decided to meet yj and the grp 1st. Been ages since i last went out with them le. At least i nvr so zhong se qing you please. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/1/08&lt;br /&gt;-It was e new year. Met Darling and went to west coast to spend our new year. Pitched a tent there. The rest also came. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Over there at West Coast, we entertained ourselves with the playground. -_-''.. But it was fun, =DD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to chat inside the tent, discussing about our strengths and weaknesses as an individual. I realised my spending habit is very serious -_-'''. How sia!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The rest went for roller-blading while me and darling rested in the tent. xD. Jingjing hurt her ankle while roller-blading. That's why roller-blading is dangerous! Stick to cycling instead please. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went for dinner at Bukit Batok, and jj emo sia.. wth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Den after reaching home, told darling many many things. Spending habits and all. Hais. I WANNA SAVE MONEY LIAO! NO LONGER SPENDTHRIFT LE. =DD. I can do it de!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-2447188352763601480?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/2447188352763601480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=2447188352763601480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/2447188352763601480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/2447188352763601480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2008/01/xd.html' title='xD'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-1938417448929954967</id><published>2007-12-31T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T00:19:19.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2008!</title><content type='html'>-Right. It's gonna be 2008, in moments to come. Henceforth, greetings to all my friends &amp; family. Happy New Year. Have a joyous and enjoyable year ahead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It's e new year. I dun want to post anything bad for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm not making any New Year resolution because it can never be done. I don't wanna make empty promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Therefore, wishes for e new year would do just fine for me=).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishes for 2008:&lt;br /&gt;1)Great friends are hard to come by. I hope the bond between all my different grps of friends wouldnt die down, and in fact, get closer=).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)My relationship with Fong Mei Teng, to be steadfast, loved and pretty much of a husband and wife *hint hint* thingy. I LOVE YOU, DARLING. Happy New Year to you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)I hope my family is well. Even though it couldnt get any better, for i think it's complete already, i hope it just maintains the way it is right now. Health and blessings to my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Superficial wants like $$$ is essential. 2008, year of e mouse. Start of the Chinese Zodiac. 8 is a lucky number. Equipped with e start of the chinese zodiac, i wish all my friends and family luck in all aspects of their life. Be it in love, finance, health, academic or careers. Blessings! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Last but not least, stay happy; and healthy all! Love the peeps who love me as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hint Hint*...&lt;br /&gt;If you dun understand, it means i wanna MARRY YOU! =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Once again, happy 2008!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-1938417448929954967?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/1938417448929954967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=1938417448929954967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1938417448929954967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1938417448929954967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-2008.html' title='Happy 2008!'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-4546913555582668396</id><published>2007-12-30T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T22:57:41.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>-Realised that im prone to injury, both externally and internally, lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Firstly, i hurt my fucking ankle. Twice that is -_-'''... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After which I had this fucking painful and bloated stomachache which was really unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And last but not least, after hurting my feet, the next body part which fell victim to injury was my d**k. How unlucky can i get?! ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anyway, went back to e campus in e afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to darling's hse in the evening and had dinner there. Darling's mum prepared quite a feast for us. =).. Thanks alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Finally, tmr's another half day due to New Year's Eve. Hooooray! In addition, it's also my last day @ Import Department. Woooooh~~~. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Last but not least, tues is another holiday... Wheeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Finally, i hope that i dun get impotent.... Zzzzzzzzzzzzz..... Wth~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-4546913555582668396?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/4546913555582668396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=4546913555582668396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/4546913555582668396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/4546913555582668396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_30.html' title='=('/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-6408839477585989781</id><published>2007-12-28T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T17:40:28.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I wanted was...</title><content type='html'>-All i wanted after a tiring day at work was/were...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Your understanding&lt;br /&gt;2)Your nod&lt;br /&gt;3)A smile&lt;br /&gt;4)Your laughter&lt;br /&gt;5)Seeing you&lt;br /&gt;6)To not let a fucking step cause me to trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-That's all i wanted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fuck everything, fuck the step. Fuck you, step for causing me pain in my feet. As if i wasnt troubled enuff after work. Need you have to trip and hurt my feet. Fuck! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Who am i to get angry all over? It's my fault. I blame no one but me. I'm switching myself off for the moment. Everything would be fine. Fuck everything? I think not... fuck myself instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-6408839477585989781?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/6408839477585989781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=6408839477585989781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6408839477585989781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6408839477585989781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/12/all-i-wanted-was.html' title='All I wanted was...'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-5114262317377133950</id><published>2007-12-25T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T23:04:59.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo</title><content type='html'>-Emo is e word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-5114262317377133950?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/5114262317377133950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=5114262317377133950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/5114262317377133950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/5114262317377133950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/12/emo.html' title='Emo'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-1684652416041168370</id><published>2007-12-25T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:16.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 @ a go</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;22/12&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It's saturday! woke up bright and early and gave darling a visit @ her place. went to e market with darling &amp; her mum. 1st time having bfast with 'em sia. Lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Darling ordered her fav loh mee, and i followed suit. But it's damn pai seh pls. Her mum paid for like everything. -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When we went back to her hse, i presented her with this pair of teddies. Personally, i find them really adorable. So kawaii! And darling said she loved it. Ooohhh=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2_j8p3nhSI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Q4uzczMKW5s/s1600-h/22122007469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2_j8p3nhSI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Q4uzczMKW5s/s320/22122007469.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147583530278552866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuteness, right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2_kWp3nhTI/AAAAAAAAARE/qZT8QEh5I54/s1600-h/22122007474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2_kWp3nhTI/AAAAAAAAARE/qZT8QEh5I54/s320/22122007474.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147583976955151666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Darling =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We prepared some tang yuan, chocolate ones =X.. quite nice, but the skin was too thick. So it was like errrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2_k3p3nhUI/AAAAAAAAARM/2CzGIXmKbOs/s1600-h/22122007463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2_k3p3nhUI/AAAAAAAAARM/2CzGIXmKbOs/s320/22122007463.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147584543890834754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tang Yuans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Darling gave me my present for our 1st mth. It was a leather wallet! Im desperate for one. =D. However, the wallet was really expensive=(. But considering e fact that she was so thotful, i really am gan dong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In addition, i havent have had a proper wallet for the past 3 to 4 years. That's why i really appriciated this gift very much. Thanks alot darling, I love it so much=).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Packed our barang barang and headed for ECP at around 12pm. Upon reaching the destination, we found a supposedly good spot to pitch e tent and settle for the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It was a nice spot, with the shade provided by e trees and all. I presented darling her gift from me. =)). Hoped she really loved it=). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2_oV53nhVI/AAAAAAAAARU/RvfYwZgdFR8/s1600-h/22122007479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2_oV53nhVI/AAAAAAAAARU/RvfYwZgdFR8/s320/22122007479.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147588362116760914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tent=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-However, everything was short-lived. It started pouring soon after and dint end till around evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The base of e tent was also filled with mini holes, and thus allowing the water to enter from below. Zzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2_o6J3nhWI/AAAAAAAAARc/qKUDopbCXAM/s1600-h/22122007484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2_o6J3nhWI/AAAAAAAAARc/qKUDopbCXAM/s320/22122007484.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147588984887018850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to fix e holes with paper and tapes. Shot taken by darling=/.. thanks huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And cb adrian sia.. dunno do wad lj stunt and tok lj with me. Unable to stand his crap, i hung up on him almost immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In e evening, we decided to shift our current location to somewhr else, which was near e seaside. The grasses and ground there were more dry and more suitable for the pitching up of e tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-While we finally managed to settle down at e better and new location, there was this TP who came knocking. He wanted us to help him set his tent up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It seemed tt his couldnt be pitched up nicely. We were requested by him for help. Darling really is a pro tent pitcher. Shocked pls=D. She managed to help tt guy pitch it up successfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We went to the sea soon after to chui the night feng. But the sea was very dark and very dirty. And darling said something bit her leg. Therefore, we decided to quickly leave the beach and went for our baths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-While walking towards e bathroom, another beetle chu stunt. Rested on my tongue and bit it. I was like wth!!! Also, when we finished bathing, darling forgotten bout her towel. So she had to wear her clothes wet. Lols...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Finally cleaned up and refreshed, we went back to e tent to chat. That was when we were offered fries by the guy whom darling helped set up the tent earlier on. Haha, thanks dude. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The most shocking thing happened at night. Darling's mum called her and some stunts occured as a result. Luckily we had a conference call btw jj, darling and her mum and everything was settled. Shocked plS!!! DAMN SHOCKING CAN?! Thanks jj and darling for their quick reflexes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;23/12/2007&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jingjing and tanch came and meet us at 2am. Dressed until so glam sia! Couples dating tt sort of thing. Wahaha! Damn compatible pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2_pYZ3nhXI/AAAAAAAAARk/YItfptDenTg/s1600-h/23122007488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2_pYZ3nhXI/AAAAAAAAARk/YItfptDenTg/s320/23122007488.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147589504578061682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo lala... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Early in e morning, we rented bikes and darling bladed. Travelled all e way to the hawker centre and had our bfast. Darling, who skated too fast, had a stomach cramp=((. Haisss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When she felt better, we ordered laksa. After the meal, tanch took over e blades while darling cycled back. Both of us packed up e tent and returned the bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We went home after that. Darling was supposed to meet me during e evening for a family xmas dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-While at my uncle's place, darling was soooooo nervous that she dint dare to enter the hse. Lols! But she still managed to pluck out enuff courage and enter. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Had a sumptuous dinner, and took some pics with darling=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2_rD53nhYI/AAAAAAAAARs/-gWCFUkHHoY/s1600-h/23122007491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2_rD53nhYI/AAAAAAAAARs/-gWCFUkHHoY/s320/23122007491.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147591351413998978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2_rLp3nhZI/AAAAAAAAAR0/d0tC2Uz7D7o/s1600-h/23122007493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2_rLp3nhZI/AAAAAAAAAR0/d0tC2Uz7D7o/s320/23122007493.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147591484557985170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Headed for home soon after. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;24/12&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Whee xmas eve! Today = half day in e office. Was able to go home at 12.30pm. Damn nice lahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Managed to finish my work at 10 plus. Super slack after tt, and started counting down to 12.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When it finally came, i dint dare to leave. Everyone was busy with their work while im the only one who's super free and also free to leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bought some donuts near e workplace and went back to ngee ann to find darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2_sA53nhaI/AAAAAAAAAR8/ZZqEBUT2l4k/s1600-h/24122007497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2_sA53nhaI/AAAAAAAAAR8/ZZqEBUT2l4k/s320/24122007497.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147592399386019234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling especially loved e one with chesse in it=D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to West Mall for lunch. I super sad and disappointed over something about hentai and backside. Wth man. haisss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After lunch, went to darling's hse where she agreed to help me wrap e present for tmr's gift xchange. =D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After tt, we travelled down to West Coast. Found a spot tt was really quiet and secluded. But, alot of mosquitoes lahh. We engraved our initials =P..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2_tnZ3nhbI/AAAAAAAAASE/sgLjn9DlGKA/s1600-h/24122007503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2_tnZ3nhbI/AAAAAAAAASE/sgLjn9DlGKA/s320/24122007503.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147594160322610610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reads, "YK loves MT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Finally managed to find a spot freed of mozzies and TPs and stayed there till jj and tanch arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Had dinner @ Mac. Chatted till 9.30pm before leaving for home. Darling, jj, and tanch waited 174 with me. =)).. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Inside 174, there were alot of BGLs.. Lots and lots of 'em. I was e only chinese lahh... There were 3 BGLs who were blasting tamil techno in their mobile. I was like wth pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To add to my misery, i have had to tolerate this ah neh music thanks to the traffic jam in Orchard. Kaoooooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Finally reached home at 11.40pm! Luckily i had the psp with me.. if nt, i've no idea how i could have lasted tt bus trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tmr is Christmas! =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-1684652416041168370?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/1684652416041168370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=1684652416041168370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1684652416041168370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1684652416041168370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/12/3-go.html' title='3 @ a go'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2_j8p3nhSI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Q4uzczMKW5s/s72-c/22122007469.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-4261431018059748990</id><published>2007-12-21T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:16.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady luck is smiling =)</title><content type='html'>-Yup, im bored. But im on cloud 9!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You guys might be wondering why? Wad's e occasion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-On the 24th Dec, Xmas eve, i MIGHT be ending EARLY! Wow, how cool is that! xD. The manager from my dept has been discussing this with the Sales dept manager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dear Gentlemen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guidance, based on feedback received from our teams, we would like to close Customer Service at 1.00 pm on Christmas and New Year eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further to above, wish reiterate that we will have some colleagues on stand by to take care of exigencies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let us have input on closing time of our main competitors or, alternatively your consensus that we close as mentioned above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eng Soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-This arrangement is fine with us. May we take this opportunity to  wish you and all in Customer Service, a Merry Christmas and Best Wishes for a Happy New year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note - In Sales Dept, subject, all work completed and no outstandings issues, those who completed their work can leave at 12.30pm on the 24th December 2007 and same for New Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Paul and Tang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the consensus.  We will announce closing of counter and phone service at 1.00 pm then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eng Soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Happy dao omg. However, my colleagues told me that it isnt confirm. Den i was like.. sian 1/2 man... I dun dare to pin too much hope in this. hais.... hope really end early bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Another thing is that, today is friday. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Last but nt least, Everton won =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Something really funny happened as well. Dave and i were like discussing on e end work early thingy. Den he suddenly asked me bout e xtrade manager, priscilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2tCk53nhRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/1v6aG4T15pk/s1600-h/%3D).bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2tCk53nhRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/1v6aG4T15pk/s320/%3D).bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146280200977745170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Guik Ling is the cb auntie from x-trade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Whee, happy. Love darling=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wheeeeeee!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-4261431018059748990?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/4261431018059748990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=4261431018059748990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/4261431018059748990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/4261431018059748990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/12/lady-luck-is-smiling.html' title='Lady luck is smiling =)'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2tCk53nhRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/1v6aG4T15pk/s72-c/%3D).bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-793511220960952316</id><published>2007-12-20T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:18.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tmr is FRIDAY! =))</title><content type='html'>-Okays, so it all started in e morning. I deprived my darling off her beauty sleep. So bad pls. Also, i managed only 4 hrs of sleep =X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Some personal family feud happened. Mum was emo. And i dint really wanna get myself involved as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Darling who was claimed she wasnt sleepy nor tired, which obviously was untrue, came to my hse at around 11. I told her tt there was a tense mood happening in my hse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hence, she was super scared to come to my hse. Had to practically psycho her along the way tt everything is fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When she got into my flat, i realised tt the mood has gone down by quite alot. She chatted with mum while i had my bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My mum covered alot of financial topics with darling. Darling den told me not to be such a spendthrift and i told her tt we shld motivate each other=).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I also asked her if she was still nervous of my mum, in which she said she wasnt. Haha, tt's good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We headed for e temple to pray. 1st family outing in which darling participated. xD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After which, we went to have a steamboat lunch. Eat dao damn full pls. After lunching, headed towards bugis to buy e gift for the gift xchange thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Managed to find mine while darling found something she liked also. Made payment and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Darling was very mindful about the gift i was going to present her with. Kept limiting my budget. =(. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We waited for e rest to come and went to have a chocolate fondue meal. Damn nice lor.. =)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to fetch jingjing. On e way, i unravelled wad prezzie darling was gonna give me. Shocked pls. So expensive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I was very touched and moved by this gesture she made. So much so that i totally changed my mood thruout the night later on. Really felt like giving her a big hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1st time felt so loved pls. In addition, i think i've grown up. I realised that being in love with darling, i really wanna last this r/s long. Last until we get old together and till our settlement at e graves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I got to cherish this girl. She's got all e attributes and good points. It takes a bastard to let her down and nt treasure her. I'm gonna try my best and really make sure this lasts =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tmr is friday. Time for me to get darling's present! She told me tt she'd love anything as long as it's from me. =D. I hope she likes it bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I love darling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2qB5Z3nhJI/AAAAAAAAAP0/9LxwRrIZ83o/s1600-h/20122007434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2qB5Z3nhJI/AAAAAAAAAP0/9LxwRrIZ83o/s320/20122007434.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146068347420902546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2qCFJ3nhKI/AAAAAAAAAP8/-52lpOdpwjc/s1600-h/20122007436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2qCFJ3nhKI/AAAAAAAAAP8/-52lpOdpwjc/s320/20122007436.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146068549284365474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eager faces to start the fondue. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2qCZ53nhLI/AAAAAAAAAQE/4YgmEObKJLo/s1600-h/20122007437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2qCZ53nhLI/AAAAAAAAAQE/4YgmEObKJLo/s320/20122007437.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146068905766651058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo-ing and dint want my pic to be taken with darling. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2qClp3nhMI/AAAAAAAAAQM/JrZCEYw2lsg/s1600-h/20122007447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2qClp3nhMI/AAAAAAAAAQM/JrZCEYw2lsg/s320/20122007447.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146069107630113986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夫妻脸的一对。=DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2qC3Z3nhNI/AAAAAAAAAQU/o97VDTpjE5I/s1600-h/20122007444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2qC3Z3nhNI/AAAAAAAAAQU/o97VDTpjE5I/s320/20122007444.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146069412572792018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2qDbJ3nhOI/AAAAAAAAAQc/LXLXvDBRnSM/s1600-h/20122007453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2qDbJ3nhOI/AAAAAAAAAQc/LXLXvDBRnSM/s320/20122007453.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146070026753115362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grp 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2qDkp3nhPI/AAAAAAAAAQk/7ZsP00t2vxc/s1600-h/20122007455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2qDkp3nhPI/AAAAAAAAAQk/7ZsP00t2vxc/s320/20122007455.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146070189961872626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grp 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2qDzJ3nhQI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CzUSg7Z0yaI/s1600-h/20122007459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2qDzJ3nhQI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CzUSg7Z0yaI/s320/20122007459.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146070439069975810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fugly me. -.-'''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-793511220960952316?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/793511220960952316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=793511220960952316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/793511220960952316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/793511220960952316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/12/tmr-is-friday.html' title='Tmr is FRIDAY! =))'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2qB5Z3nhJI/AAAAAAAAAP0/9LxwRrIZ83o/s72-c/20122007434.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-6556837361401521428</id><published>2007-12-19T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T17:08:26.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randoms</title><content type='html'>-Hiyo, sup! Blogging during office hours again =P. If im able to blog during office hours, it refers to the extreme boredom im facing in the office. Right now, i'm feeling so bored, i'm kinda immunised already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-25 more minutes to end of work and counting down... Time is crawling. Work is mudane and lifeless.. Help!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To add to my worrries, my eyesight is gonna be affected at this rate that im staring at the monitor screen blankly for 7 hours.. -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And also, i'm hungry. Mum did something foolish with lunch time approaching. She gave me a call and told me to have my own lunch. Wth man! Because i wanted to chat with darling, i was thinking of gg home to prepare some instant noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Unfortunately, i couldnt find whr she stored her noodles. Not in the utility room, not in the kitchen drawers, not anywhere inside the kitchen. Damn it! And i had to make do with 2 pieces of bread with peanut butter and kaya. Pathetic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-From 8am to 5pm, all i had were 2 pathetic pieces of bread. Gak! So u can imagine how famished and hungry i am right now. Famished until i cant think straight! And intern yeo told me she's having Pariss buffet for dinner. I could die just thinking bout that, with the hunger my stomach is suffering from right now. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The auntie from the import dept isnt a molester like wad i thot she was =/.. She's funny de leh.. Took her hp and asked me to take a look at her daughter who's in RP year 1, while praising her daughter to the skies. Ma chiam like match-making me &amp; her daughter lidat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I showed her my hp. The wallpaper was e one me and darling were together. And i asked her, my gf pretty right. And i started to praise darling also. Her facial expression changed again. Wahaha, im laughing my ass off thinking bout it man, even till now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Darling, darling... i love u, love u =)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-There's a number of things worth looking forward to. Firstly, meeting darling later =)). Secondly, tmr's a holiday and darling's coming =). Thirdly, I'm going to eat a cow later to satisfy my stomach and taste buds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Den my colleague chu stunt again. Now she asked me if i wanted to purchase some pots and pans for my mum as a Xmas gift. And those kitchen wares arent cheap either. I was like wth-_-''', dun phunk with my wallet pls... zzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hais, i've a final request to conclude this entry. I.e. time, please zoom past asap till i meet darling later on. From the time i meet darling, please freeze there and dun move if possible. Thanks alot huh =/.. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-6556837361401521428?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/6556837361401521428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=6556837361401521428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6556837361401521428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6556837361401521428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/12/randoms_19.html' title='Randoms'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-5560955964732388301</id><published>2007-12-18T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T10:26:40.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hir0kazu ayann Kazumi - Crazily in Love</title><content type='html'>-It has been an interesting day. I was granted half day leave by my manager. That kinda calls for a celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-As a result, i went to find darling, lala, and kaka in school. Initially, i wanted to give darling a surprise. I thot tt kaka was still using the classroom in level 1. So i decided to give her a call, telling her i'd be joining her till lunch. After which when she meets darling and lala for lunch, darling would be in for a surprise when she sees me. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-However, when i made that call, darling picked it up. Plan ruined. Rotflmao! But nvm. In a way, i prevented her from losing some brain cells just in case the "surprise" was too hot to handle. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When i reached the campus, i came to realise that school was quite vacant. And it struck upon me that most of the students are enjoying their common test break, while we the IAP/IHP students are working our ass off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went into the classroom and felt kinda awkward. A lecturer was helping lala and darling with their proj and stuff. I surf the net in order nt to disturb them. After the lecturer left, darling informed that the website tt lecturer gave wasnt of much help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And her proj kept popping up some freaking errors. Really buay tahans. Couldnt really solve the problem and therefore, we headed to canteen 3 for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ordered yong tau foo and ate and chatted at the same time. After returning back to the classroom, darling was stressed up more than eva!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The codes really blew her mind off. I sat staring at her screen, unable to help her as well since those words in the screen looks Greek to me. Felt kinda useless and inferior. Hais, cant help darling with that sia. Emo -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hais, if only it has got something to do with switching B/L or preparing manifests for vessels arrival/departure. =/.. if those are involved, i close one eye and help also can. lol........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Other than work, they were emo-ing over this particular XXX as well.. i dunno why and how.. maybe it's better not to stick my nose into this matter unless it involves me. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Darling decided to email this Francis Soh for advice. Pray that he comes down and offer some help. Worse come to worst, i'd help darling get the CPU to her cuz's place for some configurations. Dun worry darling, wun fail de.. 1 sem proj dun look at the end results. Several other factors are essential and impt too, k? Dun stress =))! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Unable to take the immense stress, darling and lala decided to call it a day and headed for home. Coincidentally, i saw Timothy at e bus stop as well. We were like discussing this topic on methods to die to avoid stress =/...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Also informed about an activity during Xmas eve. xD. Looking foward to it. Less than 5 days liao. Somemore thurs holiday. Wahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to darling's hse. In there, her mum cooked xtra for me again! Sibei pai seh please-.-''.. Imagine eating at pple's place for 2 straight days for free. Next time must ask darling come my hse eat everyday liao, if nt will feel damn bad sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kena sabotaged by darling, who went to tell her mum to prepare apples for me. Argh, my no. 1 hated fruit. But i made sure she ate most of the apples. =). She needs all the nutrients u can have, u noe? xP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We went to West Mall with her mum and xiangyu also. They wanted to buy a cake for darling's 3rd aunt, cos it was her bdae today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-On e way to West Mall, darling went to an ATM and realised her savings had decreased significantly. Shocked pls-.-'''... Den realised that it was deducted due to school fees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And i realised tt she once mentioned that she has been emo-ing over financial matters and has starved herself during lunch, all bcos of tis stupid school fees-.-... And the school fees turned out to be much lesser than wad she calculated. Starved herself for nothing. lols...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-She was super happy and relieved. Den i was like, 原来 the financial matters she was stressed over was the school fees thingy. How slow could i get man? -.-'''.. But she was really happy, and tt's all it matters =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Was invited to join in e bdae celebration . Super nervous sia! OMGSXZSXZXZ!!! But her aunt is friendly de. After eating the cake, 3rd aunt told me to treasure darling.. This is like there's no need to mention, i'd even do that. =D..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-She also said that darling and i have a very 夫妻 face. =DD! Den she went on to say about darling and my Chinese Zodiac... Saying that dragon and rabbit is the best combination ever, bcos of 龙兔，龙兔.. lols, like no link huh? but i liked wad she said pls. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Left at 8.15pm, and went to buy some cigarettes for darling's bro. Hope her bro return her the $$$... She needs her money de pls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went back to her hse to confirm that the money deducted was for the fees. Yup, NPAL showed no outstanding fees left. =)).. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After that, we went to 二人世界。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Darling teased me about me being too involved and focused, and showed me a facial expression of how i looked like. Therefore, i emo dao....... Moved on to somewhere else soon after. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At this point of time, i was deep in my thoughts. Is it necessary for the creators of human to equip us with emotions and feelings, particulary love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You see, my point being that when yr in love, the painful part always win. Why? When yr in the "wooing stage", u fear rejection. That is a bad part. When yr in love, that is something good. However, in tis stage, u fear that break ups would happen, jealousy prevails etc, proving the bad part once more. Once break-up occurs and yr partner leaves, tis feeling cannot be described in words. To tally up, it's 3 bad points and 1 good point whenever love is concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I think i've come to a point that i might not be able to handle e situation when darling suddenly propose an end to this r/s one day. I'm not a strong-willed guy, to be honest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I hope this day would nvr happen to me. Hmmmmm... I hope that the cupid angel has pierced the arrow between us deep enuff... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yupp... that's all. I love darling =DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-5560955964732388301?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/5560955964732388301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=5560955964732388301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/5560955964732388301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/5560955964732388301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/12/hir0kazu-ayann-kazumi-crazily-in-love.html' title='Hir0kazu ayann Kazumi - Crazily in Love'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-2040159057976449421</id><published>2007-12-16T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:23:07.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>-Should i end it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-2040159057976449421?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/2040159057976449421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=2040159057976449421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/2040159057976449421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/2040159057976449421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_16.html' title='...'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-837501458109380164</id><published>2007-12-16T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T01:18:17.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ECP</title><content type='html'>-Had a hair cut early in e morning. It's like my 2nd visit to e salon in less than a month. Therefore, i told the hairdresser that my hair very troublesome de... grow too fast liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-She told me that my hair grows that fast because it is healthy. xD... I've got healthy hair =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After the haircut, i boarded a 1 hour bus trip to ECP. Was supposed to meet them at 1pm. Everyone was late except me! Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Darling's eyes werent in the best shape last night and the doc advised her nt to wear contacts. But the stubborn princess dint heed the advice! how can =/..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-While e rest decided to roller blade, cc, tanch and i decided to cycle. Cycled to Bedok Jetty to chui feng, the usuals =D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-On e way back to the point of origin, it started to pour. So we had no choice but to seek for shelter. At the underpass area, i kicked a dustbin away, hoping to seek refuge in there. However, beneath the bin was the largest colony of ants i've ever seen! Freaked out immediately. There were at least a thousand ants in there! Woah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So we decided to take shelter from the bus stop instead. When the weather turned for e better, we headed back to return the bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-As we were on our way back, everything was going on smoothly until kaka fell. Freaking huge impact. I was right behind her and i witnessed how she fell. Can only describe the fall as PAINFUL. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The rain really was uncalled for. As a result of e rain, the whole ground was damn wet and slippery. Very unsafe for roller-blading. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kaka had a few scratches on her hand and knocked her head too. After washing the wound and returning the bike, we sat down at BK and slacked. Result after the cycling/roller-blading trip was casualties all around us. -_-''. what a day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Had dinner at Bedok market. After which jj, tanch, darling and me went to Fullerton area to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Knnbccb, a freaking bangala came and do stunt. Fcuking TP lahh. Buay tahan him man. Curse that his lips get some undesirable diseases so that he cant kiss in future, or perhaps get some eye infection so that he'd turn blind and not be a TP in future =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went home after that, and i realised that darling's roller blades were still with me. Wth man. I think im a kleptomaniac, always taking her things and nvr returning them to her de. First it was the ez-link card. then the $15 i owe her, now this! wth wth!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Luckily im able to return 'em to her tmr. if not really -_-''' liao. Hope to see darling tmr and pray that her eyes are fine. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-837501458109380164?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/837501458109380164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=837501458109380164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/837501458109380164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/837501458109380164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/12/ecp.html' title='ECP'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-1332892099078920318</id><published>2007-12-15T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T01:03:57.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bdae to Shihua and Weiqiang</title><content type='html'>-Walao, why are there so many december babies?! Lmao. Firstly, it was my youngest brother Thomas, den grandfather, followed by father. Now it's the 2 bdae babies from my titles! Wahh!!! Broke liao u noe?&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-But i dun mind lah.. Kai xin jiu hao.. YJ's bdae dun even got chance to celebrate pls. -_-'''... Anyway, it's damn enjoyable today, especially since it's FRIDAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To start off the day, i cleared quite a few vessels at work. Managed to gao tim alot of future manifests. So meaning can slack liao.. =)).. However, there's something bad which im very upset about. =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cb tan eng soon, gimme 72% for my interim pls. Wth man, i get lj pay and do the company's sai gang, get 72% only! WAhhhhh!! sians pls.. I was like aiming for at least 80 - 85% pls-.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Den nvm lor, bo bian.. pia for my final report le. Ganbatte! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After work, met with the peeps for the bdae celebration of wq's. Initially decided on Swensens' in Jurong Point. However, they bdae boy was held up and was damn late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hence, we travelled down to Lot 1 and had Ajisen ramen. Darling and jj dint eat. They were broke, and darling rejected my kind offer to treat her. =((.. But den, this is like a perfect gf who knows how to save the bf's money. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Finished our dinner and headed down to CCK area. They planned to trick Shihua into coming down her flat and was gonna give her a huge surprise! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Well, think she was really surprised. Lols! After singing her the bdae song, a bangala, whom i think was drunk, came and got high. Lmao! funny dao....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Flour and spray cans were thrown all over. After we finished the cakes, there were some leftover which were stewn all over also. Wth man. I was hoping that by keeping a low profile, i'd be spared from all these dirty activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-However, it turned out the opposite of wad i expected. Someone started smearing cakes on my face, followed by my sleeves etc. #&amp;)#&amp;%#@^%!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wth man... den got the odour of the cakes all over. Buay tahans pls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Walked towards Lot 1 and took an MRT home... tired man! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I missed Kazumi-chan! Does she miss me? I love Oink oink desu! Does Oink oink love miao miao? xD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off... TGIF&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-1332892099078920318?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/1332892099078920318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=1332892099078920318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1332892099078920318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1332892099078920318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-bdae-to-shihua-and-weiqiang.html' title='Happy Bdae to Shihua and Weiqiang'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-1531712837592015911</id><published>2007-12-13T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:18.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy bdae to dad...</title><content type='html'>-Hmmmm, dun really feel like blogging. But im gonna update myself bah.. Anyway, interim ppt presentation's results wasnt ideal for me. But no worries, im gonna do fine, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hmmmmm... Well, well, well.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It was a busy day. I had the luxury to rush thru some last minute rehearsal for the presentation in the office. And i submitted quite a number of permits to the customs today, making future shipments much more relaxed. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After e presentation, we crapped with ntc till around 4pm. Finally settled down at 4.15pm. By then, working was ending in another 1hr 15mins. Lols! Luckily, ntc is gonna come visit us again during our last 1 and a half month of IAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Today's my father's bdae as well. Well, happy birthday, pops. Is that good news? Well, yes and no, i think. It means he's one year closer to retirement. and im not sure if im able to support myself just yet. Rotfl, just kidding, time to get serious and thinking like a grown up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Actually come to think of it. If i were to marry darling, and am able to hold a salary of wad my dad is bringing in every month, and include darling's salary, our family could really live very comfortably. :DD.. perhaps im thinking too far ahead. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anyway, mum made a big fuss out of nothing cos we bought pops a log cake for his bdae. Like wth can? Dun matter, it's just a superficial thingy, the thoughts are what that count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2E2vq8mwjI/AAAAAAAAAPU/yXyApaltlIQ/s1600-h/13122007396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2E2vq8mwjI/AAAAAAAAAPU/yXyApaltlIQ/s320/13122007396.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143452442044056114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2E3HK8mwkI/AAAAAAAAAPc/zoqELI3V50c/s1600-h/13122007398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2E3HK8mwkI/AAAAAAAAAPc/zoqELI3V50c/s320/13122007398.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143452845770981954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lastly, i cannot believe the weekend passed by so fast this week. It seems crazily fast, in that today's already thursday. =)). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm taking a step at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-1531712837592015911?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/1531712837592015911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=1531712837592015911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1531712837592015911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1531712837592015911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-bdae-to-dad.html' title='Happy bdae to dad...'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R2E2vq8mwjI/AAAAAAAAAPU/yXyApaltlIQ/s72-c/13122007396.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-5173015074798386791</id><published>2007-12-10T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:20.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 86th Bday to grandfather</title><content type='html'>-Monday sucks. Monday is the time when i turn moody and all. Nothing works well on monday. Friday, may i please ask for you to approach asap? Please!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anyway, im kinda immune to e fact tt customer dowan to send in their permits on time. I just heck care le. I call u, u dowan send, i just submit to customs. Not my prob liao. Tired of chasing u all de pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Miss my darling so much lor. At work, keep thinking about her. Den tried to go her blog's tagboard. But im in a very vulnerable position. Manager's sitting just directly behind me. &gt;&lt;.. sian 1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After work, went to celebrate granddad's bdae. Food was great. Anyway, to introduce my family members and their anti-virus pics =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11E2a8mwXI/AAAAAAAAAN0/1Qjmxb2dYE0/s1600-h/10122007364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11E2a8mwXI/AAAAAAAAAN0/1Qjmxb2dYE0/s320/10122007364.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142342051264119154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elder of my younger brothers, Tommy Yong's anti virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11FJa8mwYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/pfVQ21jsbbQ/s1600-h/10122007365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11FJa8mwYI/AAAAAAAAAN8/pfVQ21jsbbQ/s320/10122007365.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142342377681633666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew. Athrun. My cousin name him bcos of Gundam-.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11FjK8mwZI/AAAAAAAAAOE/3_ysiZoFwyU/s1600-h/10122007366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11FjK8mwZI/AAAAAAAAAOE/3_ysiZoFwyU/s320/10122007366.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142342820063265170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11Fta8mwaI/AAAAAAAAAOM/0wtFxTM-fSk/s1600-h/10122007367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11Fta8mwaI/AAAAAAAAAOM/0wtFxTM-fSk/s320/10122007367.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142342996156924322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11F168mwbI/AAAAAAAAAOU/yX2CpHLUBcA/s1600-h/10122007371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11F168mwbI/AAAAAAAAAOU/yX2CpHLUBcA/s320/10122007371.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142343142185812402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slurp! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11GDa8mwcI/AAAAAAAAAOc/y1BiACaFcv4/s1600-h/10122007372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11GDa8mwcI/AAAAAAAAAOc/y1BiACaFcv4/s320/10122007372.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142343374114046402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The super duper juicy and delicious crab's pincer! WOAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11GQa8mwdI/AAAAAAAAAOk/3pzKkiN53oY/s1600-h/10122007373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11GQa8mwdI/AAAAAAAAAOk/3pzKkiN53oY/s320/10122007373.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142343597452345810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Athrun again :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11Gaq8mweI/AAAAAAAAAOs/hljZLiboOyY/s1600-h/10122007377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11Gaq8mweI/AAAAAAAAAOs/hljZLiboOyY/s320/10122007377.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142343773546004962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Athrun's direct uncle aka my cousin's anti-virus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11Gu68mwfI/AAAAAAAAAO0/JJbv51Rcv2s/s1600-h/10122007378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11Gu68mwfI/AAAAAAAAAO0/JJbv51Rcv2s/s320/10122007378.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142344121438355954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's anti virus. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11T5q8mwgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/yImkTWMJ6ew/s1600-h/10122007379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11T5q8mwgI/AAAAAAAAAO8/yImkTWMJ6ew/s320/10122007379.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142358599773110786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After the steamboat, while awaiting my aunt's car at the bus stop, something shocking happened. Outside the bus stop, an old man in his 60s was bleeding, lying on the floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Damn fucking shocking and scary. The old man was moaning and eeewwww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11aQq8mwhI/AAAAAAAAAPE/MQaGaQ07EiU/s1600-h/10122007380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11aQq8mwhI/AAAAAAAAAPE/MQaGaQ07EiU/s320/10122007380.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142365591979868690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11akq8mwiI/AAAAAAAAAPM/qMVfYQLY8S0/s1600-h/10122007381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11akq8mwiI/AAAAAAAAAPM/qMVfYQLY8S0/s320/10122007381.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142365935577252386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ah pek's blood. :&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-5173015074798386791?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/5173015074798386791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=5173015074798386791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/5173015074798386791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/5173015074798386791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-86th-bday-to-grandfather.html' title='Happy 86th Bday to grandfather'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R11E2a8mwXI/AAAAAAAAAN0/1Qjmxb2dYE0/s72-c/10122007364.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-3863295836849630063</id><published>2007-12-10T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T08:44:11.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Library_Bugis Steamboat</title><content type='html'>-Finally managed to find my motivation to complete the interim report/ppt slides due on monday, 10th Dec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Overslept again! I think i've been lacking of sleep lately. Man, oh man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Darling was kind enough to meet me at the library to accompany me for my report. =)). My report itself is over 30 pages long. Adding to the appendices, it's like.. ermm, over 150 pages? -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After meeting at the library, Darling has some personal issues to settle, issues which were quite urgent. She had no choice but to rush back home to check on how things were doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-She came back 2 hours later, feeling really worried. I tried my best to reassure her and hoped that she doesnt get too emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to window shop around Bugis before JingJing and tanch came as well. Entered Kinokuniya, and browsed thru some jap language and phrases book. Learned this 3 phrases which are meant for darling&lt;br /&gt;1) Zutto issho ni itai!&lt;br /&gt;2) Kisu shite&lt;br /&gt;3) Kisu shite mo ii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lols! The 4 of us went to the ma la steamboat shop a while later. Over there, we had our food and asked each other questions. Some of the questions were like wth-.-'''... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The girls also played some "black" magic thingy. Lols, wth pls. After that, we played finger guessing game whereby the winner would get kissed. The results were XXXXXXXXXX... I did managed to kiss darling :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Took 61 back home. Cannot bear to leave darling. Damn se bu de. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I love my darling! and i miss her alot! :|.. Thanks darling for yr "lover fishes".. Ai ni. Aishite imasu =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-3863295836849630063?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/3863295836849630063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=3863295836849630063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3863295836849630063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3863295836849630063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/12/national-librarybugis-steamboat.html' title='National Library_Bugis Steamboat'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-6193193165363864839</id><published>2007-12-09T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:22.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>East Coast Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1rMA68mwRI/AAAAAAAAANE/qk1-e_gbTq8/s1600-h/07122007320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1rMA68mwRI/AAAAAAAAANE/qk1-e_gbTq8/s320/07122007320.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141646240792363282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The super nice Xmas tree in VivoCity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Set my alarm clock at 8.30am. Ended up waking at 11am. =/.. Maybe bcos im too tired liao =X... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anyway, met darling and jingjing at East Coast Park. Was supposed to be looking after a bunch of kids while they were having their art classes outside the classroom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Was lost and luckily darling managed to track me down. Upon arriving, darling told me that there was this introvert kid who was digging up ants from the sand and killing them. -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-True enuff, he was a really -_-''' kid. Couldnt stand him lahh. However, the rest of the kids were good and well behaved. Perhaps with one or two boys who were really talkative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The girls, however, was really adorable and created no trouble at all. After we were done with the current site, we went to MacDonald's where the kids painted their piggybanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And that was when the introvert kid, dug darling's bag, took her shorts and sniffed it. Wth man! Fetish for female's shorts-.-'''.. Hentai! Darling was really unhappy and shocked about it. It's like, who wouldnt? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-One of the female student, Midge, was really super duper cute please. She was sleeping and i took care of her. She was the kind who is like, once she decides to hug you, she's wouldnt let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1rOM68mwSI/AAAAAAAAANM/SlXXp0JkJc8/s1600-h/08122007329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1rOM68mwSI/AAAAAAAAANM/SlXXp0JkJc8/s320/08122007329.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141648645974049058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midge in my arms. Perfect daddy please. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1rOba8mwTI/AAAAAAAAANU/Kt9bdsiMUnw/s1600-h/08122007332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1rOba8mwTI/AAAAAAAAANU/Kt9bdsiMUnw/s320/08122007332.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141648895082152242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling with Clare. A really cute and very shy kid. I mean VERY! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chee How came and joined us soon after. Got the kids some ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1rOw68mwUI/AAAAAAAAANc/4tAxtEdCO3s/s1600-h/08122007339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1rOw68mwUI/AAAAAAAAANc/4tAxtEdCO3s/s320/08122007339.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141649264449339714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect daddy with the sisters. Gladys the elder one, and Midge, the younger one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1rPAK8mwVI/AAAAAAAAANk/qhbd10aosEg/s1600-h/08122007341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1rPAK8mwVI/AAAAAAAAANk/qhbd10aosEg/s320/08122007341.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141649526442344786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small eye &amp; Big eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1rPOq8mwWI/AAAAAAAAANs/4buUHP5cPhs/s1600-h/08122007348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1rPOq8mwWI/AAAAAAAAANs/4buUHP5cPhs/s320/08122007348.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141649775550447970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepared this candle for darling. Hoped she liked it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After that, the kids ended their activities, and left for home. Me, darling, tanch and jj went to mac for some food. Chatted with a new friend called Ryan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At the end of the meal, we bid Ryan goodbye. The rest decided to cycle/roller-blade. I promised darling i'd roller blade with her some time ago. However, i was really scared and wasnt quite enthusiatic to roller-blade. Therefore, i took a long time to come up with a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Finally, i decided to make my darling happy. I went to roller blade for the 1st time. =/... It was a bad experience for me. Fell down a number of times. And my heels hurt alot since i kept bending them in the wrong directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The most memorable fall was a really huge thud when i fell and landed on my ass. I caused darling to fall as well. Wth pls-.-'''.. My pi gu was like damn painful and it caused me to get high=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bad experience after that. When i finally took off my roller blades, it felt like my feet was finally able to breathe again. Lmao! Sad pls, roller-blading is not easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to Bedok for supper? After that, took the MRT home. Darling was really tired and i asked her to take a nap while the train starts the journey. She has just sms-ed me that she reached home safely. =)), happy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tmr is the day that i gotta chiong my interim report and the ppt slides! Monday is the deadline and i've not even started! DIE LIAO PLEASE! AHHHHH, help me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Love my darling:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-6193193165363864839?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/6193193165363864839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=6193193165363864839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6193193165363864839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6193193165363864839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/12/east-coast-park.html' title='East Coast Park'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1rMA68mwRI/AAAAAAAAANE/qk1-e_gbTq8/s72-c/07122007320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-1934551179700745725</id><published>2007-12-07T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T00:22:36.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF! =D</title><content type='html'>-Yay! It's F-R-I-D-A-Y! Was like looking foward to this day for the whole week! Cos i've a date with darling today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Working was depressing again :((. The manager asked me to be transferred back to the Import dept area. Meaning, i cant surf the net as easily now! Walao, tagboard(s) in my darling/my blog(s) is the only way we could communicate pls. And now this has to happen! Why? T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-During lunch, i ate with my fellow interns. Come to think of it, for the 3 and a half months of attachment, i've had lunch with them for like less than 5 times? wth pls-.-'''... Bought this fruit juice - Mango + pineapple. Unbelievably cooling and nice please. Omg! Love it like whoooo~ Packed 2 donuts back just in case i wanna satisfy my clattering teeth later in the afternoon. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Den Abbot the fucking infant milk powder company, CWT global, and National Fowarder, please be prepared to get fined by the Singapore Customs! Say u will send me yr permit 2 days ago, up to now still nvr recvd anything! Haha, u guys need to be fined to learn a lesson. -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ended work at 5pm. Walked to the bus stop feeling really elated :D. Reached vivo at around 5.15pm. Walked around the mall, and decided to stay at Challenger. Over there, i made frens with 2 young boys who were playing XBOX 360. I decided to amuse myself by playing with them while waiting for darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Soon darling arrived. Miss her sia :P.. We walked around and chatted. Decided to get some food into the cinema, for the movie The Golden Compass. We went into Vivomart and got some sushi(s). Den i fed darling with my donut i bought earlier on. Glad that she liked it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After that, while waiting outside the cinema, we discussed the youtube vid we watched, about the Japanese atrocities on Nanjing's citizens during WWII. Damn er xin and cb sia those jap soldiers-_-'''. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Entered the cinema and decided to have the sushi(s) right away for fear that the GV staff would patrol and do their rounds. Was very panicky but also very fun. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And darling kept trying to see me with my spectacles on. Wth can, i damn pai seh, and tried to shield my face away from her sight. Funny pls. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Golden Compass is like so-so nia i feel. The ending dint turn out to my liking. Maybe there's a series for this movie? We shall see ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After that, walked to the open roof with darling to enjoy the breeze and sight. We walked around and managed to find a really secluded area for us to er ren shi jie. Kinda enjoyed ourselves. I love darling so much =DD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Around 10.15pm, i complained about being thirsty, and we headed down to 7-11. Shared a drink and we walked towards the bus stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-While passing by St. James Power Station, darling mistook the name for "fire station". Den she was damn 自卑 and very errr, errr.. Hilarious dao omg! Haha, it's okay please, only very funny nia. Lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Laughed our way to the bus stop. 61 came really fast and i dint managed to bid darling farewell nice and sweet. Thus, i owe her a hug and kiss. Lmao! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I thot to myself, i have to cherish every fridays and weekends regardless of wad im doing. Bcos monday would be a new week for me, and that is akin to sadness and misery to me. Must treasure! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Love my Laopo man! XD! Do u love me, laopo? O.o? Lmao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-1934551179700745725?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/1934551179700745725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=1934551179700745725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1934551179700745725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1934551179700745725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/12/tgif-d.html' title='TGIF! =D'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-4028498792728272452</id><published>2007-12-06T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T18:03:36.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh!</title><content type='html'>-I hate my job! I hate it to the core! Damn it! I really am going to screw this dept up, i feel. Help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Damn Maersk! Fucking go and block facebook &amp; friendster! Blah, blah, blah! As if blocking MSN wasnt enough! Fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm only looking foward to tmr =)). and 23rd Dec/Xmas eve/Xmas and January 2008! Wheee! Friday, here i come! Darling, here i come! The Golden Compass, here i come! =DDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-4028498792728272452?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/4028498792728272452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=4028498792728272452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/4028498792728272452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/4028498792728272452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/12/argh.html' title='Argh!'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-2313753313173616790</id><published>2007-12-06T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T10:32:39.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randoms</title><content type='html'>4/12/07&lt;br /&gt;-Changed my job scope again. =/. This time round, heard from my dept manager that i no longer need to cover the work for Mr. Tay while he's on leave. I'd be touching on Import permits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Therefore, attached to this malay guy to learn how to deal with permits. This malay is kinda fun to work with. He looks like the heck-care kind of guy and i think he really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In addition, i heard from my manager that this import permit thingy is easier to deal with compared to the work im covering for Mr. Tay. So i was kinda glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Well, it is less tense and more relaxed, i'd say. But till today, im still very shaky as to wad to do. This permit thingy is also very impt. If i dun handle them well, and the containers get detained at the port, customers would have to pay the demurrage/detention fines and complain. Like wth rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hence, as a very inexperienced intern who hardly has got any exposure to permits, it's stressful to work here. But the malay guy reassured that he'd be more than happy to guide me and help me to handle the permits, so im kinda reassured. And also, he told me that the word "Overtime aka OT", never exist in the import dept. So yeah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After that, i went to Marina Square and met up with darling. She was late&gt;&lt;... Haha, but once i saw her, all the troubles and stress seem to lighten by quite abit=DD... Always looking foward to meeting her =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We walked around the mall for like 10 mins before proceeding to Suntec to find tanch, wq, and kapo. Took us a freaking long time to find KFC, where the 3 guys were at. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When we finally found KFC, we were like wth, dint we just pass by tis place-_-'''? And Kapo, upon seeing us coming together gave a sian 1/2 face. I think he's jealous! Wahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wq told me that he has gotten into Pes E-.-'' while Chee How got into a pending status, D. Damn envy of wq! Knn, cb NS, put me in Pes B. Go and die pls! Arghhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jingjing came also a moment later. We chatted for awhile before kapo and wq went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The rest of us, Jingjing, tanch, darling and i went to the esplanade to lang man ji xia. rotfl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The rooftop was kinda crowded. We were kinda sians 1/2, upon seeing the crowd. After that, Jingjing with tanch, and darling with me, went separate ways to zi you huo dong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Darling and i found a quiet area to er ren shi jie. Unfortunately, 2 fucking security guards better known as TP came 10 mins later, disturbing us! WTH PLEASE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So we went to find jingjing+tanch, and to enjoy the breeze. Really very romantic, i'd say. It's gonna be perfect if the crowds decrease to just us. Lmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caught the last bus home. Miss darling alot!&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5/12/07&lt;br /&gt;-Work today was really pressurising! In the morning, i told my manager that i wanted to take leave from the 27th to 31st Dec to go overseas.. She said she'd check with the HR dept 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I've got to "take my hat off" for the efficiency of my company. 10 mins into telling my manager i wanted the leave, my lecturer gave me a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ng Thiam Chye&lt;/em&gt;: Eh ah, yk, i heard that you have been taking a lot of leaves for your attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YongKang&lt;/em&gt;: Where got? So far, took only for the Hari Raya leave in lieu, 2 days MC and 1 for my NS medical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ng Thiam Chye&lt;/em&gt;: No, i mean, the leaves u are going to take after that. Are u taking any?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YongKang&lt;/em&gt;: Yah, im taking leave for after Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ng Thiam Chye&lt;/em&gt;: Eh! if it's not official like NS medical etc, i'd wouldnt approve of it also. You got to rmb that u have to fulfill 1000hours of IAP for this sem. *Blah blah blah blah*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YongKang&lt;/em&gt;: Eh, ok lor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yup, alot more were said, but the leave thingy is the main issue here. I was really freaked out, and very emo during work. One of my darkest days in years. Saddddd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Working wise was crap also. While doing the permits, i realise a number of customers dint submit theirs, and i'd to call them and rush them for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The customer who made me really dulan was Abbot Laboratories. Knn, calling them can really make yr blood boil. Transfer my call here and there. After that, they told me, i dun really know about the import dept in here. Is there a mistake or something. I was really like wth?!!!! They told me tt they'd call me back later, which i dint receive any-.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I told the malay guy who taught me. He replied, "aiya, dun care already. Just submit can already. Let them pay the demurrage charges themselves." Lols, i was like, hahaha. wth can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So working under tremendous stress is not good de. I miss my laopo, i was freaked out by my lecturer, and lastly, by my really unclear and limited knowledge equipped for my current task. STRESS PLEASE! But stress also bo bian. Work is lidat de. Kao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After work, went to find laopo. She's such a darling please. She actually cooked for me! How touching can this get? Gosh! And i was asked to head down to her hse. Freaking nervous lahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-But her family members are friendly de. So im kinda relieved. But still abit nervous, scared and shy. Lmao! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tanch and jingjing came also. Darling invited me to take a look at her photo albums. Haha, she's really very adorable as a child. And she kept whining that she gets uglier as she grows older. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No lor, if yr ugly, why so many pple want to woo u sia? Im insecure pls =P... She's like where got ugly lor? In fact, she's really very chio to me lah! like the perfect gf can?! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After that, we went downstairs for a walk. Played at the fitness corner and chatted. While tanch sent jingjing home, darling and i were chatting at the void deck. She told me how she developed a phobia for creepy crawlies esp paper wasp, when she was younger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Very interesting and funny. I guess each of us has their own fears. Likewise, im scared of ghosts and needles. &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Left for home at around 11.20pm and really tired at home. Called darling and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-As for now, im supposed to be calling customers again. But im really not in the mood to do so. That's why im bloggin. Hais! Tmr is friday. Looking foward to it! Whee. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-2313753313173616790?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/2313753313173616790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=2313753313173616790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/2313753313173616790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/2313753313173616790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/12/randoms.html' title='Randoms'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-6341361549438846367</id><published>2007-12-05T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T13:40:08.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=))</title><content type='html'>-Adapted from my laopo's blog. Give it a try. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/1309218"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/1309218/1.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br &gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-6341361549438846367?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/6341361549438846367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=6341361549438846367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6341361549438846367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6341361549438846367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='=))'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-1474279200872440667</id><published>2007-12-03T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:44:50.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM NOT HENTAI</title><content type='html'>-Wakao. Sian 1/2. During work, the uncle chu stunt-.-'''... go take 2 weeks off. So i've to cover ALL his job. ALL leh, cover a full time permanent staff de job. Not intern job leh! OMFGXZXSCX!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-From 9am till 5.30pm. I was like ren. ren. ren. Den during lunch, im sian 1/2 as well. I'm damn lonely. My mum dint cook my lunch, and im used to going home for lunch everyday. Intern yeo and lee were having lunch in and dept lunch respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So the Ol' lonely y0ngkang, missing his darling, was to be having lunch alone. Damn sad. As my office were in the CBD area, executives were seen everywhere. Everyone has got company except me. I felt damn awkward and sad! I dun like to be lonely pls&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lunch was sad. So was work. The work load dint decrease. It just piled up. Hais. That's working life i guess. im only not happy bcos im gettin a pathetic pay and im doing a full time pem staff job-.-''' Allowance amt aside, they dun even credit the money to me on time. FOAD LAH!!!! ANGRY DAO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My manager was having a meeting at 5pm. 30 mins to end of work. I told her, Irene, i've to go at 5.30pm sharp. Alot of assigments and reports are still pending and left uncompleted. She was like, walao, but couldnt do much also. Cos my general manager has said that im here to learn, not to do work:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So i passed on the uncompleted stuff to her, and headed for home. Slacked and bath at home. And realised laopo was online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chatted with her until right now can? I miss her alot lahh. hais! Den we discussed about randoms and i told her something which i totally regretted. Den i was labelled a hentai! OMGSXZ! Emo dao.... Im not hentai please&gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Want to call my darling later. But den im like emo-ing over the hentai thingy. Later i sure very quiet due to my emo-ness de. Tmr meeting laopo, damn looking foward pls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I hate my job. Mr Tay, pls dun holidaying and come back soon! I want to end my attachment fast! &gt;&lt;... I still owe 2 or 3 weeks of weekly reports? and 1 interim which is due 10th Dec! HELP! HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And i love my lao po. cya tmr laopo! and on the 23rd christmas gathering also. Chao ai wo de lao po ;D!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-1474279200872440667?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/1474279200872440667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=1474279200872440667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1474279200872440667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1474279200872440667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-not-hentai.html' title='I AM NOT HENTAI'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-7702797488037526393</id><published>2007-12-02T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:24.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lips of an Angel, Hugs of a Saint=))</title><content type='html'>1/12/2007&lt;br /&gt;-Woke up bright and early for a chalet organised by weiqiang. Darling and jingjing who were there the previous nite was meeting me there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-On my way to the mrt station, i chanced upon this Mercedes which i think is rare de? SL500.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JG-q8mwCI/AAAAAAAAALM/Cf-8jjJFfow/s1600-R/car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JG-q8mwCI/AAAAAAAAALM/9Qs9Wrr3Eng/s320/car.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139248167277477922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JHHa8mwDI/AAAAAAAAALU/c47qw2mc_a4/s1600-R/car1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JHHa8mwDI/AAAAAAAAALU/qiCNQOLcxVk/s320/car1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139248317601333298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's nice pls. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When i reached the chalet, darling and jingjing appeared from the balcony. Shocked=X... Den they pillowed fight each other. After which, i was attacked with the pillow as well. WTH PLS?! Rotfl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JJeK8mwEI/AAAAAAAAALc/a4Z3n2fEL2s/s1600-R/pillow+fight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JJeK8mwEI/AAAAAAAAALc/BqSTiDtIkrA/s320/pillow+fight.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139250907466612802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz, jingjing, how dare u hit my dar?! i hit chee how den u noe ar-.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So the 3 of us went to downtown east for our breakfast after that. While eating, darling confided some issues which she was very emo over. No worries darling. I love u=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I went to the atm after that. Realised that the cb Maersk havent credited my allowance. Wtf?! Kns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to Cheers to help weiqiang purchase some sausages (western/taiwanese) for the bbq. The girls also bought some gifts for their fren, Leon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Weiqiang's mum came as well. We played some card games and chatted with her mum. The bbq food arrived and the guys were asked to help take them back to the bbq pit. BBQ was starting soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-While bbq-ing, we took some shots from the camera as well=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JLnK8mwFI/AAAAAAAAALk/u7e-lhtGfGs/s1600-R/jj_dar_kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JLnK8mwFI/AAAAAAAAALk/OxDhcVIYcP0/s320/jj_dar_kiss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139253261108691026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealous. Rotflmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JL268mwGI/AAAAAAAAALs/PCgVm_Pm0dI/s1600-R/jj_dar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JL268mwGI/AAAAAAAAALs/oLLoUsxT_4I/s320/jj_dar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139253531691630690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jingjing and Darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JMDa8mwHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/5HWwXCNZPx0/s1600-R/jj+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JMDa8mwHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/r3W6c8FKq88/s320/jj+and+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139253746439995506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jingjing and me. I look damn lethargic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JMVa8mwII/AAAAAAAAAL8/jhvUmPc0ELc/s1600-R/dar_me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JMVa8mwII/AAAAAAAAAL8/VvWA3-7bSSE/s320/dar_me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139254055677640834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeyer, darling wants to bite me&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JMj68mwJI/AAAAAAAAAME/68ximkKwAzk/s1600-R/dar_me1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JMj68mwJI/AAAAAAAAAME/UbWkNvc2BUk/s320/dar_me1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139254304785744018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling &amp; me =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JMva8mwKI/AAAAAAAAAMM/potoyFuuinw/s1600-R/dar_me2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JMva8mwKI/AAAAAAAAAMM/BC2DOoHCBq0/s320/dar_me2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139254502354239650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling &amp; me again=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JM668mwLI/AAAAAAAAAMU/HY3H6Z8jMRQ/s1600-R/grp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JM668mwLI/AAAAAAAAAMU/UUsc46hdIYE/s320/grp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139254699922735282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top to Bottom (L-R): Me, Darling, Xiao Bee, Andre, Weiyue, Jingjing, Weiqiang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JNV68mwMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/PfUR0cvCcZ4/s1600-R/weijie_tanch_jj_me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JNV68mwMI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ORuFmP4nmY8/s320/weijie_tanch_jj_me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139255163779203266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weijie, Tanch, Jingjing, me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JNiq8mwNI/AAAAAAAAAMk/VahYeizrq3k/s1600-R/tanch_antivirus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JNiq8mwNI/AAAAAAAAAMk/PoSYpOq-PeI/s320/tanch_antivirus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139255382822535378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanch's anti-virus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After the bbq, darling and me took a stroll to pasir ris beach. It was super breezy. Perfect ambience. Romantic=DD. Over there, she shared her sorrows to me and vice versa. Advised and encouraged each other. Yah, that's how to maintain a healthy relationship. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Couldnt get to sleep at the chalet. Lied down on the mattress and rotted =/... At 6am, jingjing, tanch, darling and me came to my house to "monitor" something. They were told to sleep at my parent's room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Darling and the rest went home at 1.10pm while i was damn emo. T_T. Monday blues tmr, and i've to wait for 1 more week to see my darling. GoshT_T!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After darling and the rest were gone, my sister started to mao shou mao jiao with Brendan Konings. Wahaha, paparazzi in training. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-However, as threatens were directed at me by my dear sister, i was forced to remove it. She sucks big time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-7702797488037526393?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/7702797488037526393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=7702797488037526393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/7702797488037526393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/7702797488037526393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/12/lips-of-angel-hugs-of-saint.html' title='Lips of an Angel, Hugs of a Saint=))'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R1JG-q8mwCI/AAAAAAAAALM/9Qs9Wrr3Eng/s72-c/car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-3048218504189181701</id><published>2007-11-29T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:25.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happenings!</title><content type='html'>-Met darling, jingjing and tanch at cine ytd. Was worried that darling might not be fine due to some unhappy events the night before. But upon meeting her, she looks well enough. Thankful =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So we walked around cine and they bought some make up accessories. Took some pics at Orchard bcos of the nice settings. Took some with darling, which is like so sweet=)). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went home after that. Dar went home with jingjing, and i never go home with her leh! How can?! -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Had tiong mee pok with tanch. Took a pic of myself out of boredom-.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R06VkQypfHI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ml1MPHZFiWA/s1600-h/28112007214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R06VkQypfHI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ml1MPHZFiWA/s320/28112007214.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138208675091545202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da tou zhao=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Was kinda looking foward to today because im supposed to be transferred to a new dept. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hais, work isnt as well as i've expected. It's very simple to perform the job tasks. But there's so much to do that it's CRAZY! Crazy as in this would be the 1st time i would be working overtime until -.-'''...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-On the good side, my dept has got really friendly pple in there. Very good leh=))... My job task is very boring and repetitive. So is sian de. Hais. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I went home to eat during lunch. Upon reaching the doorsteps, i discovered that my sister's Australian boyfren has came. Got a shocked. He was tall and big. Really tall! 2.03 metres please-.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R06WQAypfII/AAAAAAAAAKM/nPgtZqnzhdk/s1600-h/29112007216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R06WQAypfII/AAAAAAAAAKM/nPgtZqnzhdk/s320/29112007216.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138209426710822018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.03 metres vs 1.83 metres O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The good thing is that, he brought along his XBox 360. Wahaha. However, he's sleeping with me-.-''' @ nite. Wth... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R06YrwypfPI/AAAAAAAAALE/rjkF5byQZ9c/s1600-h/29112007222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R06YrwypfPI/AAAAAAAAALE/rjkF5byQZ9c/s320/29112007222.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138212102475447538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be enjoying this. Whee=)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Back at work, my workload increased. Die! It's easy to do but alot to do! I do dao almost cry lor. The uncle who is teaching me saw me very sian and restless, asked me to go take a break. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So i went to my pantry and relaxed. Damn bored, so i decided to take pics of my pantry. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R06WmAypfJI/AAAAAAAAAKU/KC511NK_vDg/s1600-h/29112007217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R06WmAypfJI/AAAAAAAAAKU/KC511NK_vDg/s320/29112007217.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138209804667944082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R06WwAypfKI/AAAAAAAAAKc/QzRFFIETeyM/s1600-h/29112007218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R06WwAypfKI/AAAAAAAAAKc/QzRFFIETeyM/s320/29112007218.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138209976466635938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R06XKAypfMI/AAAAAAAAAKs/lR0tlfWeWgw/s1600-h/29112007219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R06XKAypfMI/AAAAAAAAAKs/lR0tlfWeWgw/s320/29112007219.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138210423143234754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R06XaQypfNI/AAAAAAAAAK0/QVWVMyAqkMY/s1600-h/29112007220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R06XaQypfNI/AAAAAAAAAK0/QVWVMyAqkMY/s320/29112007220.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138210702316109010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite Milo machine=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R06YZwypfOI/AAAAAAAAAK8/axGcC98c8Ak/s1600-h/29112007221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R06YZwypfOI/AAAAAAAAAK8/axGcC98c8Ak/s320/29112007221.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138211793237802210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was offered this snack from my ex documentation dept manager shirley. Xie xie=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yup. after that the work load increased yet again. At 5.30pm, end of work, i was still having alot of things to do. I decided to confront my manager, telling her that i've to go home and do my report, and have to end work on time for the next one month at that dept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-She agreed, and i was like, Whew! If not, i'd have to end work till 7pm liao-.-'''&lt;br /&gt;Told my darling bout it and she was like wth=/... Hehe, luckily no need to OT lor. If not i'll really sian 1/2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-3048218504189181701?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/3048218504189181701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=3048218504189181701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3048218504189181701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3048218504189181701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/happenings.html' title='Happenings!'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R06VkQypfHI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ml1MPHZFiWA/s72-c/28112007214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-2172003594514269813</id><published>2007-11-28T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:26.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is all around =)</title><content type='html'>-Right now, it's office hours. No more cb auntie = no more work. Wahaha! On a serious note, it's kinda ironic. i've been complaining to everyone i know about how i cannot stand tt work load the cb auntie always assign to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-However, im kinda feeling mixed up right now. So much so that i actually misses work. Hmmm, wad a strange guy i am. Anyway, my darling is cordially invited to my family gathering during christmas eve. She's not only facing my direct family members, in fact, it's my whole maternal side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dun worry though, they're friendly pple. And my mum likes my dar alot=/... so much so that im like playing 2nd fiddle to her in my mum's list of loves. Rotfl! Im jealous=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Back to work, it's been a roller coaster ride for me in X-trade. Over there, i've experienced stress, anger, fatigue, sadness. However, not to exclude how happy, thankful and blessed i am to be over there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Most if not all shld noe why i feel so pissed at X-Trade. For those who do not, it's bcos of tt auntie. On the other hand, I;m really grateful to the rest of the X-Trade team, particularly my manager, Priscilla. She was the one who pulled me up from the pit when i was confused and unsure with the tasks, the law of contracts, switch b/l jobs etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Her presence in the team was always welcomed by me. Because of her, i felt that there was still something to look foward to in this pathetic dept which has been tarnished by a freaking auntie. Hope kinda re-surfaced and thinking back, it's kinda nostalgic. I miss the days when she taught and encouraged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Enuff bout the mushy contents. Im moving over to import dept starting tmr. Will miss the X-trade team members, esp my manager, but nvr tt auntie. xD... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Below is wad my manager said to me earlier on. Really touching. Well, all good things have to come to an end i guess. All except the r/s between my darling and i. Wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R00iDgypfGI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Yh5WMgIKlTs/s1600-h/xD.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R00iDgypfGI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Yh5WMgIKlTs/s320/xD.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137800193636924514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet huh? Oh wells...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-2172003594514269813?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/2172003594514269813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=2172003594514269813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/2172003594514269813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/2172003594514269813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_28.html' title='Love is all around =)'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R00iDgypfGI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Yh5WMgIKlTs/s72-c/xD.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-6482762926600358712</id><published>2007-11-27T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T23:21:55.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck it!</title><content type='html'>-I dun understand why? You have already ended this r/s. Why do u want to get back at it again?! It's over! Start life afresh. Cant u just stfu and carry on with yr life and ignore how the others are living theirs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Why the hell do u want to interfere in the 1st place, only to be dragged into a war of words? Damn pissed. Fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To Darling, get a good night's rest, dun think so much. I'll always be there for you no matter wad, and everything would be alright. Cya tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Damn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-6482762926600358712?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/6482762926600358712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=6482762926600358712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6482762926600358712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6482762926600358712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/fuck-it.html' title='Fuck it!'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-5679095158933786026</id><published>2007-11-27T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T18:43:44.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bdae to YongJin</title><content type='html'>-Happy 19th to YongJin, please grow up and stop thinking about sex. Rotfl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-For work today, really very relax. First thing in the morning when i reached the office, the cb auntie took 2 emails. Want me to help her again-.-'''... Just when she was about to explain the task, i interrupted her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Eh, 今天 priscilla 讲我回去 another team", i told her. She thought it was supposed to be on the 1st Dec. =/... So i told her to wait for the manager to come. She was lan lan, and went back to her desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When my manager came, she approached me and told me that i was going to be attached under someone else. She asked me to pass all my remaining tasks back to the cb auntie. You guys shld have seen her face, wahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So yup, the cb auntie finally got back wad she deserved. I was over the moon and was really motivated to do work. And i was attached to this malay lady. She was a friendly lady, luckily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And this new team is damn slack can?! Omg.. i can surf net all i want. Wahaha! In addition, i was told i would be in this dept for only 1 month. I would be transferring to Imports dept starting 1st Dec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I asked Dave, the in-training AM, Import shiong ma? got more shiong than x-trade? He said, u are very lucky. Import is relax de. And yr an intern, so shld be easy. Can u imagine how happy that made me? I told darling im like the happiest man and intern on earth lahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Furthermore, i told Dave, im so glad to have shook cb auntie off me. He was laughing to himself over at his desk. Damn funny. I told him, did u see the photo of her with the make up on? Dave joked and said, maybe she want to kiss u leh? I was like, dun turn me off please. Funny dao omg, den he told me, yah, i saw the photo b4, and i couldnt eat my lunch after that. Laugh until peng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So everything was ok until the afternoon when some problems cropped up. After learning about it, i was emo. Perhaps emo due to my over-sensitivity, or maybe bcos i feel im to attached to her already. Made me really insecure and no mood to do any work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I rushed to the toilet to take a break. And was stoning at the urinal. Den the funny thing happened. The big-shot angmoh saw me. Wah, shocked and scared me. He asked in the ang moh accent, "Hey, are you alright?" I heard liao jitao jumped, and smiled at him, telling him tt im okay. -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So i went back to the office, looping, loooping. Den i decided to ask Dave for advice. He told me to think of it positively. And i thought about wad he said. No point thinking too much. Wad she needs now is perhaps for me to comfort and understand her, and not to make her worry and emo more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So thinking about it sort of make me "more mature", i decided to treat it as a test. And if im able to clear it, perhaps the bond would be stronger. =)).. Hope im using the right approach to tackle this problem. I love her soo much please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Therefore, ended work. Hoped she's well. Just as long as we have each other in our hearts, nothing can separate us. heehee. This is just a test. A test to make us grow stronger. Love my darling=)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off. And Happy bdae to YongJin again. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-5679095158933786026?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/5679095158933786026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=5679095158933786026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/5679095158933786026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/5679095158933786026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-bdae-to-yongjin.html' title='Happy Bdae to YongJin'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-11724888082514707</id><published>2007-11-26T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T16:55:26.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PES B. 2 years of suffering! I want my dardarT_T!!!</title><content type='html'>-Headed dowan towards CMPB. The area was huge. I've had trouble finding my way. Security was quite tight also. No camera phones or image capturing devices allowed. therefore, i was handed a key for the locker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Asked around for directions before proceeding into the registeration room. Was instructed into the photo taking room where i was to put on this uniform. Because of my hair length, i had to comb a really "orh-piang" side parting.-.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Was assisted by this female who is in her early 20s? I was wondering, how come got female de ar? Anyway, while helping me comb my sideburn, she praised my hair saying it looked like rebonded hair. =D. But is actuall natural de=)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Took my photo, and headed to the counter. The personnel registered me and i was asked to go into station 1. Station 1 is where they get my urine/blood sample. i was told to get this strip of paper with colored indicators, and was supposed to pee at it. Luckily my pee was easily "unleashed" (Jingjing dun read this when yr eating). ROtFLMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My finger was supposed to be pricked after that. I wasnt given any warning. As a result, the sudden sting of the needle shocked me and i jumped. lmao! in front of me was where the pre-enlistees had their extraction of the blood aka my nightmare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I was super nervous, esp when it came to my turn. I told the MO tt im afraid of needles and he gave me some reassurances. i was thinking of Darling all this while hoping that it lessens my fear. And when i saw the needle poking inside me, i crossed my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And whoo, it's nt painful at all please. WTF?! I felt that it was even less painful than an ant's bite. worry so much for nothing. Really shld esad. They said still need to poke 3 or 4 times to find the vein. Where got? aiyo, crap lah. It's not painful de. But im still scared of needles, psychologically that is. -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Next, was the audio test, dental, followed by x-rays. Last station was where the medical screening took place. Before entering, i was really afraid of going into 26weeks of BMT. I thot i was obese-.-''' and i dowan spent a freaking 6months w/o my darling =P... So the max now is only 13 weeks:) Whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-But it came out that my height of 183 and weight of 84.7 is acceptable de. =)). Inside this station, everyone was topless. Very awkward scene. Den they still had their air con switched on and fans blowing. Cold dao-.-'''... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Finally, my turn to see the MO. "Hurry up, dun waste time. Take off yr pants and underwear. Cover yr mouth, and cough 3 times. i put u into pes B." And i realised that the MO wasnt looking at me coughing, but rather at my private area-.-''... WTF? maybe bcos mine is too long unlike cw's 3cm? lmao! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So yup, Pes B lor. Kinda quite expected. Really afraid of getting into Pes A although A and B hardly has any differences. But it is easier to drop Pes when yr in B. So still okay lor.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Was asked to enter this computer room to tackle over 200 (i presume) IQ questions. I see le also sian 1/2. Kao, the IQ test is really -.-'''... Nothing to say except experience it yrself to noe how i felt back there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to find my dardar. Want to thank her for her encouragement. She really is my major driving force to complete this checkup. CW also, thanks for telling me about the needles thingy and not to be afraid of it. So is my mama! Love u all. Muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i wish the pre-enlistees gg for the checkup luck also. take care brothers. &lt;br /&gt;Signing off:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-11724888082514707?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/11724888082514707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=11724888082514707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/11724888082514707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/11724888082514707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/pes-b-2-years-of-suffering-i-want-my.html' title='PES B. 2 years of suffering! I want my dardarT_T!!!'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-1893205025085867074</id><published>2007-11-26T07:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:27.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escape Outing.</title><content type='html'>-Met Kazumi-dar, tanch and jingjing at tiong. Took a long bus trip to Escape. Over there, we were match-making jj and tanch and teasing them all the way. Lmao. To bide past time, we started camwhoring etc. Lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Reached Escape and went into the haunted house for a round. After which, kapo came and met us as well. Den kapo wasnt aware that me and darling were together. So we decided to pa kat and give him a shock later on. And boy, was he surprised. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went for another round of haunted house, followed by the inverter. By the weather wasnt on our side. Soon after, it started raining. And we headed down to downtown east for lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After which, we walked around before going back into escape since the weather turned for the better. But again, it rained soon after-.-'''... queued for the go-kart for around 45mins, only to be disappointed when it was gonna to be our turn soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thus, we decided to just forget about it and accompanied jj to TTSH to visit a patient. Took a bloody long trip. Darling was tired so i asked her to sleep. When she woke up, she got hold of news that something shocking and -.- has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Den she told me and we were both like, eyer, wtf can?! Nothing else to add on-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Upon reaching TTSH, the patient was asleep. jj dint want to wake her up and she left a note informing that she was here instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Headed down to Bukit Batok for dinner. In the MRT, jj suggested playing some 爱的宣言。Rotfl. Everyone was asked to contribute. Freaking shy and pai seh. Lmao! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After that, bought dinner and went into dar's void deck for dinner. She brought down our "child" and we took photos there also. xD. Chatted till around 10.50 and i was really tired and shagged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dar noticed and asked me to hurry up and get some rest at home. Like the perfect gf can? Heehee. So she and jj accompanied us to the bus stop and bid her farewell after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I asked kapo about the NS checkup to be held later. Im really afraid of needles can?! Gosh! It's not about the physical pain im scared of, but more of the psychological barrier which i have trouble overcoming. When i think about the needle that is about to poke into my veins, i tremble. -.-'''... Den dar also reassured me that it's nt painful de. Haha, and tanch asked me to think about her and the needle would appear as her fingernails instead=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Going for the checkup loh, photos for ytd. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0oPngypfBI/AAAAAAAAAJU/de0KgLifC9M/s1600-h/25112007188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0oPngypfBI/AAAAAAAAAJU/de0KgLifC9M/s320/25112007188.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136935496461155346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arent the compatible? Actually i think they are. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0oPyAypfCI/AAAAAAAAAJc/RwaMH0hiNfQ/s1600-h/25112007194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0oPyAypfCI/AAAAAAAAAJc/RwaMH0hiNfQ/s320/25112007194.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136935676849781794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0oP5QypfDI/AAAAAAAAAJk/4gB8t9_i2Nc/s1600-h/25112007201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0oP5QypfDI/AAAAAAAAAJk/4gB8t9_i2Nc/s320/25112007201.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136935801403833394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyer! Rotflmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0oQGgypfEI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P60qnUBNoyk/s1600-h/25112007204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0oQGgypfEI/AAAAAAAAAJs/P60qnUBNoyk/s320/25112007204.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136936029037100098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our child. Suggested by Kazumi dar. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0oQVAypfFI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/V4fCogwUCak/s1600-h/25112007206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0oQVAypfFI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/V4fCogwUCak/s320/25112007206.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136936278145203282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一家人。xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-1893205025085867074?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/1893205025085867074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=1893205025085867074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1893205025085867074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1893205025085867074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/escape-outing.html' title='Escape Outing.'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0oPngypfBI/AAAAAAAAAJU/de0KgLifC9M/s72-c/25112007188.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-6558677089532199565</id><published>2007-11-24T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:28.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shy boy no more? I hope =))</title><content type='html'>-Woke up really early despite a late night's rest ytd. 6am and i was awaken by the alarm's freaking noisy tone. After a quick brush of my teeth, went with my bro and mum to Waterloo Street's temple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mum went to buy some dried goods as well, dried mushrooms, scallop, luo han guo? etc etc... And we went to get some vegetarian takeaways for breakfast. The queue for that stall was so damn freaking long. And then this bloody auntie came from nowhere and cut the queue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The person behind her complained and was scolded back by the queue cutter instead. WTH?! I see liao also buay tahan. If i kena this kind of thing, the 1st thing i'd do is to point a middle finger at her.-.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Had breakfast and left home early to meet Kazumi chan, tanch, and jingjing. Reached abit earlier than the rest and passed a gift to Kazumi. Hopes she likes it=)). Then i saw Kazumi's parents. Shocked and nervous dao lols.... Tanch arrived soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Met jingjing and Andric aka 3 year old nephew later on, and took a cab to Woodlands for some Art classes open house. Haha, while over there, we were all slacking at a classroom all day long. Before that, went to the entrance of Causeway Point to distribute some flyers. Results werent that ideal. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So after that, slacked in the classroom with really nothing to do. Den i was alone with Kazumi chan in the classroom. Wanted to say something to her but the cat has really got my tongue. After much effort, i managed to splutter out in a shaky tone, for her to let me take care of her (dowan too direct). lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And also, she was really shy. She took the balloons and covered her face all this while. I offered my hand to her, and she was shy dao i jitao grab her hand. Den she held it also. So thankful for that =)). My heart was pounding all that while like crazy please. Lmao! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So it's been a great day for me after that. More confident and brave le i think? But im still a noob bah, so pls forgive me if im at fault in events to come in future =X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to Ngee Ann City at around 6pm. Chee How wanted to go take a look at the Singtel exhibition etc. He wanted to change his mobile as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Had dinner after that at Marina South with Kaka, CC and MS. Steamboat buffet. All this while, Kazumi and me were like freaking pai seh. lols. Den Andric was fa-ing pi qi. Jingjing was so buay tahan until she quite ji dong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So Kazumi and i decided to bring Andric to the arcade to let him play for awhile. Had a ride at those kiddy rides for 50 cents. Very cute lahh! lols! Played the spot the differences thingy also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At around 10.30, we left for home. Kazumi insisted that i need not send her home. =/... Den chatted and poured my sorrows &amp; joy to tanch who was willing to lend me a listening ear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Going escape tmr. Got free tix again. Lmao! It's been such a great day, i wonder if im dreaming. Hopes Kazumi likes the prezzie. Smiles and blessings to every reader. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0hMGQype6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/-lFbMLuvxfs/s1600-h/24112007168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0hMGQype6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/-lFbMLuvxfs/s320/24112007168.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136439045486377890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andric and elmo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0hMfgype8I/AAAAAAAAAIs/B9ukkasyXCQ/s1600-h/24112007176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0hMfgype8I/AAAAAAAAAIs/B9ukkasyXCQ/s320/24112007176.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136439479278074818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balloon kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0hMMgype7I/AAAAAAAAAIk/VY1ensmRkPk/s1600-h/24112007172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0hMMgype7I/AAAAAAAAAIk/VY1ensmRkPk/s320/24112007172.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136439152860560306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st customer for 1AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0hMmwype9I/AAAAAAAAAI0/-EXNLcy8sQY/s1600-h/24112007181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0hMmwype9I/AAAAAAAAAI0/-EXNLcy8sQY/s320/24112007181.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136439603832126418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hirokazu &amp; Kazumi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0hMvwype-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PuwC0hMgj6w/s1600-h/24112007182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0hMvwype-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PuwC0hMgj6w/s320/24112007182.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136439758450949090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miao and Oink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0hM2wype_I/AAAAAAAAAJE/Iy0eyILuHpM/s1600-h/24112007183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0hM2wype_I/AAAAAAAAAJE/Iy0eyILuHpM/s320/24112007183.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136439878710033394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yong and Fong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0hM_wypfAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/-aGOakmzHf0/s1600-h/24112007185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0hM_wypfAI/AAAAAAAAAJM/-aGOakmzHf0/s320/24112007185.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136440033328856066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaka and her new bf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-6558677089532199565?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/6558677089532199565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=6558677089532199565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6558677089532199565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6558677089532199565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/shy-boy-no-more-i-hope.html' title='Shy boy no more? I hope =))'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0hMGQype6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/-lFbMLuvxfs/s72-c/24112007168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-226587139716730777</id><published>2007-11-23T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:28.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing with the ECE peeps</title><content type='html'>-After KO-ing cb auntie, i was quite in a good mood. Cos it's FRIDAY! And starting next monday, no more cb auntie! No more indexing team! It's customer service team! Woots! Indexing team, kiss my ass (applies to cb auntie only XD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ended work in a good mood. Met up with ECE peeps at Cine. Paul, Weifeng, Yongjin and WoeiYang. Going out with them means walking, walking and more walking. Walk until tired. Perspired so much lah-.-''' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Then really nothing much to do as well. They didnt noe if they wanted to catch a movie. So we walked to Cathay, slacked there, i played with Paul's PSP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-As i knew paul was a "women's man", i asked him how to pluck out the courage to hold a girl's hand. He was like wth, and was also like -.-'''... Lol, i think wad i can do is just gan gan lai liao. Heck care le! lmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Den really damn sian, so decided to just go home. Waited with Paul for his 190 before gg home with yongjin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I think im falling deeply in love le. Woohoo. rotflmao! Also due for interim soon. Argh. sians. Anyway, i had the chance to cam-whore in the office toilet before toturing the cb auntie. Wahaha! And of cos, yongjin the self proclaim perfect asian de anti virus pic. =)) enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0bwwwype4I/AAAAAAAAAIM/yr--BVTEEjk/s1600-h/23112007158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0bwwwype4I/AAAAAAAAAIM/yr--BVTEEjk/s320/23112007158.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136057145584352130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhore in the toilet=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0bxFAype5I/AAAAAAAAAIU/L9nMPjMaA7g/s1600-h/23112007165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0bxFAype5I/AAAAAAAAAIU/L9nMPjMaA7g/s320/23112007165.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136057493476703122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The not so perfect "perfect asian". =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-226587139716730777?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/226587139716730777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=226587139716730777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/226587139716730777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/226587139716730777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/outing-with-ece-peeps.html' title='Outing with the ECE peeps'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0bwwwype4I/AAAAAAAAAIM/yr--BVTEEjk/s72-c/23112007158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-4121256443520674453</id><published>2007-11-23T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:29.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chee Bye Auntie</title><content type='html'>-Didnt intend to start this post. But really is buay tahan until zzzzzzzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fucking pissed man. Chee Bye Auntie strikes back. Last day under her and she tries to make me fed up. Knn, really want to give a her tight slap right now. Damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1st thing in the morning, asked me to fax an advisory to this cb customer who dun have an email-.-'''. Why start a business when u dun have a simple fucking mail? hotmail is free, gmail is free. Fuck u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Therefore, the cb auntie asked me to go print out a copy of an email advisory and fax it to them. She never gave me a fax number and expects me to guess it ar? Fuck u lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So i asked for it, she told me to go GCSS (a company software) and find for it. U go fuck yrself lah, auntie. U want me help u to do this do that, cannot provide a simple fax number to me izzit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Den after finding it, the cb customer go do stunt. His fax number and phone number are the same! WTF?!! 1st thing in the morning so much lj happenings liao. -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I faxed 5 times to that number. 5 times all wrong. smlj lah..-.-'' So i go complain to the cb auntie, asking her wad the correct number is. She fucking free, eating her breakfast. Cannot help me check one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Asked me to go call center and ask. Fuck u, i hope u choke on yr breakfast. Your own job i help u do liao, u still gimme this lj attitude. Wah, pissed dao...-.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So i bo bian, go ask call center de pple. yah, they helped me. thank goodness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I should have known, hais... ytd, i chatted with one of my frens, who is also a colleague training to be an assistant manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0Y50Aype3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/5G_T3hKUCCQ/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0Y50Aype3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/5G_T3hKUCCQ/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135855990791043954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation. &lt;br /&gt;Yong Kang : Wah, damn stress. I buay tahan the cb old auntie.&lt;br /&gt;Dave: Who? Guik Ling ar?&lt;br /&gt;Yong Kang : Yalor, ask me do her so many -.- stuff&lt;br /&gt;Dave : be careful of her&lt;br /&gt;Yong Kang : y?&lt;br /&gt;Dave : She targets young man like u one&lt;br /&gt;Yong Kang : Lol, u kena b4?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Even a future assistant manager cannot stand her. U all can understand how cb the auntie is liao. I really tolerated her for 1 month liao. -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Heng tmr last day with her team, if nt i really -.-''' *(#$Y#(^$@!!!! NVM, TOLERATE FOR THE NEXT 5.5 HOURS! GRRRRR~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-4121256443520674453?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/4121256443520674453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=4121256443520674453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/4121256443520674453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/4121256443520674453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/chee-bye-auntie.html' title='Chee Bye Auntie'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0Y50Aype3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/5G_T3hKUCCQ/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-7752356323205734396</id><published>2007-11-22T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T13:19:23.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(=Dun be sad=)</title><content type='html'>-I dun wish for her to be sad. My heart aches for her. Whenever she's down, my mind starts wondering. I pray that she's fine and well. I pray with all my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I hope reassurance helps. I want her to know that by having each other by our sides, everything would be ok. I'll always be with her no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Prays really hard she's good and well. Dont bottle up your feelings. Let it be known to me and we can solve it together =)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-This sounds mushy, i actually wrote it. But what can be done? She means too much to me to even think about wad mushy is. =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anyway, some good news. I'm transferring to a new team starting on next Monday. No more cb auntie, no more stress at work. I hope my new team doesnt get worse than current, if nt, i'll blah blah blah... If everything goes smoothly, perhaps i'd have more time for her. Wells....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tags for this entry would not be entertained. Unless i find it appropriate to do so. Thanks for the understanding and sorry for the inconvenience caused. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off, with lotsa hopes and prayers =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-7752356323205734396?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/7752356323205734396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=7752356323205734396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/7752356323205734396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/7752356323205734396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/dun-be-sad.html' title='(=Dun be sad=)'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-1095775397071298683</id><published>2007-11-21T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T23:45:13.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Celebrity look alike</title><content type='html'>-I think this is crap! Why?! Do i look like BoA or Ayumi Hamasaki?-.-''' But it's good to noe i've got celebs look. rotflmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" title="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" alt="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/I/storage/site1/files/94/92/32/949232_3614329e154474kxynop86.JPG" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-1095775397071298683?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/1095775397071298683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=1095775397071298683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1095775397071298683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1095775397071298683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-celebrity-look-alike.html' title='My Celebrity look alike'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-7009400972302002553</id><published>2007-11-21T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T21:01:32.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a paranoid piece of... -.-'''</title><content type='html'>-Work was freaking sian 1/2 bcos the cb auntie came back. Whee, fun day -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Therefore, work was like unenjoyable of cos... so busy that i feel my brain shrinking =/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Luckily i still managed to clear all my tasks on time. I was able to go home on time as a result. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Den facebook is pissing me off. Why do they bother to let users install an application when it cant work-.-''. pissed dao zzz. cannot give gingerbread man.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Also, i think im really paranoid! Wah, i dunno why lah. Maybe im tt kind of person who is very nian de? dotz-.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anyway, work today also quite funny. The dept next to mine was preparing to go home le. Den some fussy customers called in and nagged.. Nagged until my colleague de face changed. I lauged until buay tahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The collegue finally managed to shrug that customer off his chest. But that customer called again. Haha, now it was another colleauge, a female one, who recvd the call. After she saw the caller id, she cried, "walao. warni(name of customer) call liao."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Den the previous guy handling warni laugh at her until damn funny la. I also buay tahan, laugh dao... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Other than that, my bro chose Nanyang JC sia! fierce core... If only i worked as hard when i was in sec sch. Haiz! No time for regrets, shld concentrate on other things le for now. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-7009400972302002553?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/7009400972302002553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=7009400972302002553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/7009400972302002553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/7009400972302002553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-paranoid-piece-of.html' title='I&apos;m a paranoid piece of... -.-&apos;&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-6820858562116427311</id><published>2007-11-20T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:52:48.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=))))</title><content type='html'>-While on msn, alot of things happen. The main issue was about the confirmation. Am i being accepted or am i the one for this? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Was really vexed about this for quite sometime already. Had even thot of giving up. Was looping alot as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-That was when I popped the question which i dread knowing the answer. Really nervous and anxious. So much so that i nearly peed on my pants-.-'''... Was also shivering all this while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-But a nod makes everything worthwhile. Tears rolled down, but hey, those were tears of joy and 感动。 It's totally worth tearing for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Really will treasure this very well. If not, i shld really esad alr-.-... 1st and last for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Glad that i was given a chance. Credits and many thanks to those who helped and encouraged. Really, really moved by yr gestures and help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off - I is love u de. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-6820858562116427311?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/6820858562116427311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=6820858562116427311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6820858562116427311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6820858562116427311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_8092.html' title='=))))'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-4810457430571670681</id><published>2007-11-20T19:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:30.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=))</title><content type='html'>-When i reached my office, settled down on desk. While opening my bag to get my tie, i saw a $5 note inside. o.O?? How come got $$$ de.. 1st thing i suspected was the money i owed kiki.. Den i found the dollar coin also. zzz, omgsxz.. she put it back w/o me noticing?! Shocked! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Den i looked around. Cb auntie never come again. Woah, good mood for the rest of the day. But like wad my previous post mentioned, it's damn boring lah! Really nothing to do. Keep refreshing the facebook and blogs pages. -.-''' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After lunch, i went into wikipedia. Read about SEGA, MacDonald's, KFC, NKF scandal, leg hair, werewolves, ghosts, undead and all kinds of bo liao topics. It's really freaking boring lahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0LCEgype2I/AAAAAAAAAH8/_PtCs8uVEro/s1600-h/20112007139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0LCEgype2I/AAAAAAAAAH8/_PtCs8uVEro/s320/20112007139.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134879907933420386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Really is bored de. I can even zhi lian in my office lah-.-''' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So i decided to spam kiki's tagboard. Den she told me to go draw. And so i did. xD... Think I'm addicted to drawing le. All thanks to kiki for influencing me. Thanks huh, mt... lmao! While drawing, a colleague, a really friendly one, offered me a banana and a piece of chocolate almond cake. Wah, touched. She gave me some cookies in the morning also. So good right? =)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0LAlgypeyI/AAAAAAAAAHc/2kT-GMj5TlY/s1600-h/20112007140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0LAlgypeyI/AAAAAAAAAHc/2kT-GMj5TlY/s320/20112007140.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134878275845847842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That cake is damn nice. I think it was from bangawan solo? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0LAygypezI/AAAAAAAAAHk/sWip6xt4K3Y/s1600-h/20112007141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0LAygypezI/AAAAAAAAAHk/sWip6xt4K3Y/s320/20112007141.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134878499184147250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            My Sasuke and Naruto. xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0LA_Qype0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/N6RtswejOIM/s1600-h/20112007146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0LA_Qype0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/N6RtswejOIM/s320/20112007146.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134878718227479362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            Sakura joins in the picture. =)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0LBLwype1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/7LDMx8DuKZQ/s1600-h/20112007147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0LBLwype1I/AAAAAAAAAH0/7LDMx8DuKZQ/s320/20112007147.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134878932975844178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           Yup, and so did Kakashi sensei. ;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Other than that, i also amused myself by sending emails to paul, and vice versa. We were sending emails for the outing on Friday. Send until those funny and lame, hentai jokes got involved. Rotflmao. sibei lame-.-'' but funny=D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tmr auntie shld be coming back. And i gg to cry liao=((. Hope she dun gimme too much work. But den again, even if she does, tmr is wed le.. fri and weekends are approaching. So, im damn 期待 also. :))))))((((((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-4810457430571670681?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/4810457430571670681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=4810457430571670681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/4810457430571670681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/4810457430571670681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_20.html' title='=))'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0LCEgype2I/AAAAAAAAAH8/_PtCs8uVEro/s72-c/20112007139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-7611823848363464267</id><published>2007-11-20T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T14:29:17.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randoms</title><content type='html'>-I feel really bored. Perhaps having nothing to do really isn't very enjoyable too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I wonder, why does my company ban windows messenger in the offices? Dont they take into consideration how bored pple can feel? Lmao! But being bored beats having that auntie piling up my desk with work. Luckily she's not here again today. Woots! -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I think i've ran out of topics to read about in wikipedia. Facebook and friendster updates are rare bcos the rest are busy, let alone blogs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wakao, i fear loneliness, i dread boredom. Please let me find something to do. It would be perfect if the messenger is working, or the rest are free to chat. If not, im gg to zzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If anyone sees this post, please chat with me via any means of communication. Tagboards, sms-es, emails. Whatever, just entertain me&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-7611823848363464267?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/7611823848363464267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=7611823848363464267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/7611823848363464267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/7611823848363464267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/randoms.html' title='Randoms'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-7539566480630098627</id><published>2007-11-19T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:31.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo sia-.-'''</title><content type='html'>-Woke up feeling really, really tired. Dint get enuff sleep i guess. Therefore, went to work praying that i wun screw anything up. And also, i dint bother to go style my hair-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When i arrived at the office, i realised that quite a few of my colleagues were not around, including tt cb auntie. Wah, shuang dao.... Therefore, for the whole day at work, i managed to finish my 2 weekly reports that were still owing, and also managed to start on the report due this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Also, i had the luxury to draw during office hours. Haha, damn funny lah, imagine drawing when working. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0GrHgypeqI/AAAAAAAAAGc/8s2s08Nk8aI/s1600-h/19112007122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0GrHgypeqI/AAAAAAAAAGc/8s2s08Nk8aI/s320/19112007122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134573195728878242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uchiha Sasuke, Uzumaki Naruto, Haruno Sakura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0GrpAyperI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Hdh9HcRdvns/s1600-h/19112007119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0GrpAyperI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Hdh9HcRdvns/s320/19112007119.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134573771254495922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halved-face Hatake Kakashi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After work, i went to NAFA to find kiki and jingjing to return kiki her ez-link. It seemed that something unhappy happened to jingjing sia. Den omg, reach there liao, i turned from 阳光宅男 to xiao-emo-.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Den i realised that i wasnt good at comforting pple when this kind of things happen. I scared of this and that. Omg, sians 1/2. But i see liao also sad for them de. It's just that i dunno how to show&gt;&lt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Relax lah jingjing, im pretty sure yr work would make the grade de. Dun emo so much. Same goes to kiki, think about so many things, u want more white hair than me izzit? =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-CheeHow met us awhile later, he managed to help jingjing solve her codes. Den by tt time, she felt abit better emotionally. But den, she fell sick in exchange. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-But it's good lah, at least the mood wasnt so tense. Den we decided to camwhore with jingjing's macbook. rotfl. funny dao omg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0GtPAypesI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kcHYr525dcQ/s1600-h/Photo+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0GtPAypesI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kcHYr525dcQ/s320/Photo+11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134575523601152706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, happy shot. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0GtbgypetI/AAAAAAAAAG0/V033DvP3L68/s1600-h/Photo+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0GtbgypetI/AAAAAAAAAG0/V033DvP3L68/s320/Photo+12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134575738349517522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randoms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0GtlwypeuI/AAAAAAAAAG8/QEvXnqgBY90/s1600-h/Photo+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0GtlwypeuI/AAAAAAAAAG8/QEvXnqgBY90/s320/Photo+13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134575914443176674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng and Ah Lian(s). Look at tanch-.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After that, we went into a classroom. Jingjing and her hubby, CheeHow got so physical and rough sia! ROTFL! Physical dao kiki's laptop de "\" button drop out. Den she emo again. Lmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0GuHwypevI/AAAAAAAAAHE/z-nXAp8exDs/s1600-h/19112007125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0GuHwypevI/AAAAAAAAAHE/z-nXAp8exDs/s320/19112007125.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134576498558728946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0GuxwypewI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GvzA0PXSwWI/s1600-h/19112007126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0GuxwypewI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GvzA0PXSwWI/s320/19112007126.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134577220113234690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老公 and 老婆 打情骂悄 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We had dinner at a nearby kopitiam, den damn funny. Kept trying to take kiki's photo. But she shunned and came to our side to ensure we stop taking her photos. She was so ji dong until she "kock" her head sia. Wah pain! lols! But chee how managed to take her candid shot, i shant paste it here. Later kena beaten up&gt;&lt;.. Rotfl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Please dun emo pple, it's unhealthy and im sure u guys would do well de. Take care! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-7539566480630098627?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/7539566480630098627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=7539566480630098627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/7539566480630098627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/7539566480630098627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/emo-sia.html' title='Emo sia-.-&apos;&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0GrHgypeqI/AAAAAAAAAGc/8s2s08Nk8aI/s72-c/19112007122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-4697204440687686375</id><published>2007-11-18T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:33.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Omfg, Kiki's ez-link is with me!</title><content type='html'>-Chatted with Kiki in the morning. She was looping and emo-ing again. This time over some particular A, B, and C matters. Asked me for advice, and i couldnt give any good ones. But managed to ask her to take a break, or did i not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Met CheeHow, Kiki, Jingjing + nephew, and mingsheng at PS 1pm today. Had yoshinoya for lunch and the hyperactive nephew kept "miao-miao-ing" with Kiki. Rotflmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After lunch, Jingjing needed to do a school proj involving some artistic photography. I wasnt part of it and all i did was carried her bag, and she thanked me for it. Well, yr very much welcome =)) Soon after, she + nephew went for art classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Den Mingsheng and kiki went for kfc while i took their pictures, including chee how's. And i also cam whored with kiki's phone. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Couldnt decide whether to watch a movie, so we walked around the shopping mall. That was when cheehow suggested gg to parklane for some arcade. So off we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At parklane, saw the army zhais, gold award winner for IPPT, liangteck and Beowulf the smoker. Beowulf told me to challenge gold award winner for virtual striker. Of cos i won w/o much effort. Beowulf obviously is a warrior, not a soccer player, and i won him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Den i challenged the computer, with kiki watching me. Wah, i think she's bored lor. She dont really watch football de, but go pei me sia. But she kept insisting she's not bored, dunno whether she's lying anot =X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Den cheehow, pro drummer sia... the moment those beats and rhythms appear, i couldnt catch anything. -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mingsheng left for home soon after bcos her grandma was alone at home, and he had to take care of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After the arcade, cheehow told us about how he dislike ZGRs and stuff. Funny sia, laff until peng. Cheehow can be best fren with chengwei liao lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Den jingjing + nephew came back and met us. We camwhored too. hahaha! Buay tahans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went back to PS, kfc for dinner. Cheehow's cousin, Lydia, was on duty, and we were offered free upsizes. Kiki passed her ezlink to me for the student meal. While eating, i completely forgotten about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So after the meal, we left for the bus stop. 167 came really fast, i bid them farewell and left for home. At Raffles area, cheehow called me asking me if i had kiki's ezlink with me. I touched my pocket, and wtf?! it's with me-.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Walao, super duper guilty! 对不起，すみません, SORRY KIKI! Tmr go return u. u dun do stunt and walk to and from school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0BHCAypeoI/AAAAAAAAAGM/frDCF0ER0eY/s1600-h/Photo-0503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0BHCAypeoI/AAAAAAAAAGM/frDCF0ER0eY/s320/Photo-0503.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134181675100109442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0BDuAypehI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Iul5zx_n_7U/s1600-h/Copy+of+18112007090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0BDuAypehI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Iul5zx_n_7U/s320/Copy+of+18112007090.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134178032967842322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah seh, chio bu sia! lmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0BD4gypeiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T2PbvNtCdf0/s1600-h/Copy+of+18112007091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0BD4gypeiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/T2PbvNtCdf0/s320/Copy+of+18112007091.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134178213356468770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "i'm a rich man" look! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0BECwypejI/AAAAAAAAAFk/HKaTMK2BlQ8/s1600-h/Copy+of+18112007092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0BECwypejI/AAAAAAAAAFk/HKaTMK2BlQ8/s320/Copy+of+18112007092.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134178389450127922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Drummer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0BHKQypepI/AAAAAAAAAGU/YZ64RkWRVPg/s1600-h/Photo-0505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0BHKQypepI/AAAAAAAAAGU/YZ64RkWRVPg/s320/Photo-0505.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134181816834030226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;阳光宅男 :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0BERgypekI/AAAAAAAAAFs/FR-1pncjzZA/s1600-h/Copy+of+18112007093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0BERgypekI/AAAAAAAAAFs/FR-1pncjzZA/s320/Copy+of+18112007093.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134178642853198402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam-whorers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0BEewypelI/AAAAAAAAAF0/GOc703Onbrw/s1600-h/Copy+of+18112007096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0BEewypelI/AAAAAAAAAF0/GOc703Onbrw/s320/Copy+of+18112007096.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134178870486465106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam-whorers part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0BErgypemI/AAAAAAAAAF8/12qfgeB0d1k/s1600-h/Copy+of+18112007105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0BErgypemI/AAAAAAAAAF8/12qfgeB0d1k/s320/Copy+of+18112007105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134179089529797218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the nephew. How do u spell his name? -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0BFBgypenI/AAAAAAAAAGE/of1xhPUC4tg/s1600-h/Copy+of+18112007113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0BFBgypenI/AAAAAAAAAGE/of1xhPUC4tg/s320/Copy+of+18112007113.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134179467486919282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nephew who "miao miao" all the time. Kiki owes him some candy. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-4697204440687686375?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/4697204440687686375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=4697204440687686375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/4697204440687686375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/4697204440687686375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/omfg-kikis-ez-link-is-with-me.html' title='Omfg, Kiki&apos;s ez-link is with me!'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/R0BHCAypeoI/AAAAAAAAAGM/frDCF0ER0eY/s72-c/Photo-0503.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-7789512052112823265</id><published>2007-11-17T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T00:19:35.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 pointer</title><content type='html'>-As mentioned, woke up at 4 plus. Arrived at Tiong cc at 7.05pm. While the organiser told me not to be late, he himself was late for 30mins. Wth man! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It's been quite awhile since i last played bball. It has also been a long time since so many pple came as well. Yongjin, Shenglong, BenYeo and his bro, Kenneth and his gf, Liangteck, Shengbao and his gf, Kenneth's friend, and i were present. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So we played and played lor.. Nothing much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-That's when i suggest to Liangteck to take a video while im shooting a 3 pointer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tqkRJi9B0HE&amp;rel=1&amp;autoplay=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tqkRJi9B0HE&amp;rel=1&amp;autoplay=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At the end of the day, we went for tiong mee pok again! But never open! T_T!!! So bo bian, i had carrot cake instead. not nice one... after which, we teased shenglong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He told us that his IPPT for NS got gold. And not many pple in the army can get gold. Only the top 20% can. Even his sergeant cant get gold for IPPT. That's when we suan him until omg... lmao! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-End :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-7789512052112823265?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/7789512052112823265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=7789512052112823265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/7789512052112823265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/7789512052112823265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/3-pointer.html' title='3 pointer'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-8466545812618437215</id><published>2007-11-17T16:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:33.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM BEOWULF!</title><content type='html'>16/11/07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wow, it's Friday once again! Working wise was sooooo damn slack. From morning to end of work, there were no more than 3 tasks and customers' requests for me to handle, which im really thankful for:)... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-As a result, I spent most of my time surfing the net, while using my broad and big body to cover the monitor screen, so as to avoid other colleagues from noticing wad im doing. Was so bored that i went to wikipedia and read up on topics like the sinking of titanic, jay chou's new album, movies, scorpions and some other lame stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-There was once when tt auntie asked me to help her with a "sai gang", my manager saw it, and gave her a "dressing down".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Priscilla aka manager: Eh Guik, you're not supposed to let him do the editing stuff. He's not here to do all these.&lt;br /&gt;~Auntie: Nvm. U must 对人家有信心。&lt;br /&gt;~Priscilla aka manager: No! He's here to learn, not do your personal stuff for u...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, that auntie looked away. I was pretending to be unaware of anything, but deep in my heart, 爽道。。。。。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After work, went to find kiki and mingsheng for their running event. Chatted with them till around 7pm before leaving for the bus-stop where they waited for 61 with me. So touched man xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Reached Vivo at around 8pm and met up with the army zhais, junheng, liangteck, and jialeong. Watched Beowulf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Beowulf kinda let me down sia. Expected a very entertaining and action packed movie, however, it turned out to be those 3D animation, cartoon-ish movie-.-''. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The plot involved how the kings, esp Beowulf the hero, of this great land fell into the temptation of power, riches and lust. They were seduced by Angelina Jolie, a sea monster, and aid her in her quest for producing a child. After the child grow up, it would attack the king's/the father's land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Beowulf, the main character, is damn zhai. His battle cry acted as a propaganda and after the movie, the 4 of us, especially junheng, kept crying out, I AM BEOWULF. ROTFL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Rz6qcQypegI/AAAAAAAAAFM/026Qm7w8tvo/s1600-h/16112007062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Rz6qcQypegI/AAAAAAAAAFM/026Qm7w8tvo/s320/16112007062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133728027769403906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Beowulf", who apparently cant stop smoking. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Movie ended at around 11.45pm. Took a bus to junheng's place and decided to stay there for the night. Played FIFA in his PS2. At extra time, i was aiming a shot which looked to be on goal when jun heng tt sore loser, pressed that pause button, completely disrupting my goal scoring chance. wth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Den it came to board game, Risk. This is the 1st time im playing and i won. Why am i such a strategic planner who can dominate the world? Rotfl! Back to FIFA, i was on a 3 game losing streak! 2X to jialeong, once to junheng. But luckily won at the last few match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At 6.45am, went to the playground to play some swings. OMGSXZ, it's been ages since i swung on a swing! It's so damn fun lahh. I really loved and missed it so much. Even though my long legs were a hindrance, i still enjoyed myself alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Had breakfast after that and reached home at 7.30am. Slept till 4.30pm. Wow, kinda refreshed now. Gonna play some bball later. Love Fridays! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-8466545812618437215?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/8466545812618437215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=8466545812618437215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/8466545812618437215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/8466545812618437215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-beowulf.html' title='I AM BEOWULF!'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Rz6qcQypegI/AAAAAAAAAFM/026Qm7w8tvo/s72-c/16112007062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-1629750645796841148</id><published>2007-11-16T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T00:18:46.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我不配 - I'm Not Worthy</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tKN8PvjrTsc&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tKN8PvjrTsc&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I yearn for the love between Jack and Rose in Titanic. Not the one above. 爱到太痛苦了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-1629750645796841148?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/1629750645796841148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=1629750645796841148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1629750645796841148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1629750645796841148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-not-worthy.html' title='我不配 - I&apos;m Not Worthy'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-3338161734049886538</id><published>2007-11-15T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T13:11:23.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Titanic</title><content type='html'>-Titanic just ended. A real classic film. This film can really touch one's heart until that person cries. And i just fell victim to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It's been around 10 years since that movie was on screen. I remembered as a perky, pri 4 kid, i was really hyper-active. Therefore, my parents dint really like to take me for movies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-However, this is still very clear in my mind. Titanic was one show, that even a pri 4 kid (back then), could sit down, and watched it for 3 hours, without fidgeting much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And once again, my memory lives again. How could someone produce such a great piece of magic? It's really amazing. From the audiences' thoughts to the plot, everything is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm wondering right now. Does the love between Jack and Rose really exists in this world? 2 strangers met on a ship, not knowing each other. They became so deeply in love that nothing in the world could separate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If there really is one, let me chance upon it. I dun mind dying like wad Jack did on the show, for this kind of love. Sounds mushy, but it really does makes one do unbelievable things if such love exists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Moving on, I'm going to download this movie. It has been and will be my number movie of all time. And so is that song, My Heart Will Go On, by Celine Dion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off, with tears. Credits to Titanic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xg_oBqS6DMI&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xg_oBqS6DMI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every night in my dreams &lt;br /&gt;I see you. I feel you. &lt;br /&gt;That is how I know you go on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far across the distance &lt;br /&gt;And spaces between us &lt;br /&gt;You have come to show you go on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near, far, wherever you are &lt;br /&gt;I believe that the heart does go on &lt;br /&gt;Once more you open the door &lt;br /&gt;And you're here in my heart &lt;br /&gt;And my heart will go on and on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love can touch us one time &lt;br /&gt;And last for a lifetime &lt;br /&gt;And never go till we're one &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love was when I loved you &lt;br /&gt;One true time I hold to &lt;br /&gt;In my life we'll always go on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near, far, wherever you are &lt;br /&gt;I believe that the heart does go on &lt;br /&gt;Once more you open the door &lt;br /&gt;And you're here in my heart &lt;br /&gt;And my heart will go on and on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is some love that will not &lt;br /&gt;go away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're here, there's nothing I fear, &lt;br /&gt;And I know that my heart will go on &lt;br /&gt;We'll stay forever this way &lt;br /&gt;You are safe in my heart &lt;br /&gt;And my heart will go on and on &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-3338161734049886538?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/3338161734049886538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=3338161734049886538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3338161734049886538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3338161734049886538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/titanic.html' title='Titanic'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-1481545942652884286</id><published>2007-11-14T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:33.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day of MC. xD</title><content type='html'>-Accompanied weiqiang for his checkup in the morning at National Heart Centre. Skipped my work due to mc. XD... Ended his "1st round" of checkup at around 11am. Went to Tiong Market for breakfast with weiqiang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ate my fav, tiong mee pok =)... I also witnessed that Mediacorp was filming a new show at Tiong market. It starred Miss Mole and some guy???... After the meepok, we each had some buns and dim sum. It was a really heavy breaskfast! Rotfl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Travelled to Tiong Plaza and slacked for the rest of the hours. Weiqiang bought a gift for his fren, while i shopped for some apparels. We couldnt find anything to do after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At 1.35pm, went to SGH again for another round of checkup. by 2.45pm, everything ended and we headed down to ngee ann to find the rest of the folks. It seemed that everyone was preparing for the napfa which was to be conducted later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went off at 4.30pm with wq and a new friend called wei yue. Headed down to Far East to shop around for a bdae gift. They saw a cap which could be designed on manually. While the works to beautify the cap were going on, the 3 of us headed to Long John Silver to chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Weiyue had decided to use the washroom. But she came running back to Long John, in great humiliation! She went to the gents instead. Haha, we laughed till we peng. Damn funny lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Got the cap an hr later. Shihua suddenly gave wq a call, telling him tt his mc wasnt approved by the sports council pple, and tt he had to come down personally to submit it himself. thus, wq boarded a cab and we were on our way back to ngee ann again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A minute into the ride, shihua told wq tt the mc has been submitted and we were like, wth?! So we took a trip from Far East to Wheelock. How cool is that?-.-''' The cab fare totaled up to $4.90 and wq emo-ed all the way. LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-They had Korean food for dinner, while i fasted alongside them. That's how poor i am. xD... Crapped with them for somemore, b4 ending the day. Thanks for accompanying me for waiting for 167. Appreciated it alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And yj, PLEASE make sure yr bball outing on saturday works. It's been quite awhile since i last touch the orange leather. Kinda missing that feeling le. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-This is always how i end my blog entries. About work the next day. -.-''' This post is of no exception. Will tmr be hell for me? or would i be so blessed as to end work punctually at 5.30pm? We shall see! EMO over work-_-'''... Actually im quite prepared for tmr le, so it's okay, i guess:)) 加油！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzsD11g4eMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/QLiIKnkgR2Q/s1600-h/14112007054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzsD11g4eMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/QLiIKnkgR2Q/s320/14112007054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132700423751760066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiqiang aka 大-emo, who lost his mood due to $4.90. -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzsEJFg4eNI/AAAAAAAAAFE/jzacpWwQNpw/s1600-h/14112007055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzsEJFg4eNI/AAAAAAAAAFE/jzacpWwQNpw/s320/14112007055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132700754464241874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weiyue, the petite female who apparently has no sense of identification. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-1481545942652884286?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/1481545942652884286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=1481545942652884286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1481545942652884286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1481545942652884286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/2nd-day-of-mc-xd.html' title='2nd day of MC. xD'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzsD11g4eMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/QLiIKnkgR2Q/s72-c/14112007054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-8200751058869441144</id><published>2007-11-14T07:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:33.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work - SHOOOOOO!</title><content type='html'>13/11/07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Woke up feeling really ill in the morning. Seemed like my temperature increased. The thermometer read 38.92 degrees. Wth! And my phlegm was thick and yellowish! Yucks! My nose wasnt any better, it was blocked and sometimes it turned into runny nose -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Therefore, a visit to the doc. He gave me an mc for 2 days. And lots of medicine. When i saw the tablets and capsules that i've to swallow for the next few days, my heart sank. Sian 1/2. But im kinda glad im granted a 2 days leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Met Kiki, Weiqiang, and kapo at Jurong Point around evening. Browsed thru several shops to help weiqiang to get a gift for his fren. And he couldnt decide on one after several gift shop visits. -.-'' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And therefore, we decided to leave for home at around 9.45pm. While at the bus, Kiki decided to play shy with us. A zhi lian who doesnt want her photo taken? Like wth! Rotflmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Rzo07V4gn_I/AAAAAAAAAE0/72BalskKrjs/s1600-h/13112007029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Rzo07V4gn_I/AAAAAAAAAE0/72BalskKrjs/s320/13112007029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132472919433191410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acting shy, which is like so two-face. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anyway, im kinda worried about my work. If it piles up, i'll feel so damn sian! But i hope the weekend would arrive faster! I cant wait for weekends! It's the only opportunity for an edgy and worn out guy like me to enjoy a getaway! Haizz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-8200751058869441144?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/8200751058869441144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=8200751058869441144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/8200751058869441144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/8200751058869441144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/work-shoooooo.html' title='Work - SHOOOOOO!'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Rzo07V4gn_I/AAAAAAAAAE0/72BalskKrjs/s72-c/13112007029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-7293857269625340729</id><published>2007-11-12T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T08:44:41.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>38.92 fucking degrees! =(</title><content type='html'>-My sore throat has officially turned into flu + fever. =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So many pple are getting sick nowadays. Take care all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-7293857269625340729?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/7293857269625340729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=7293857269625340729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/7293857269625340729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/7293857269625340729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='38.92 fucking degrees! =('/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-5031996581530534133</id><published>2007-11-12T07:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:34.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzeUA14gn-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/HhMk9klOlGE/s1600-h/yong%2Byong%2Bkang.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzeUA14gn-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/HhMk9klOlGE/s320/yong%2Byong%2Bkang.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131733042596978658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does this means?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-5031996581530534133?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/5031996581530534133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=5031996581530534133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/5031996581530534133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/5031996581530534133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/hmmmm.html' title='Hmmmm'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzeUA14gn-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/HhMk9klOlGE/s72-c/yong%2Byong%2Bkang.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-4165825144350343449</id><published>2007-11-11T20:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:35.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New phone + New haircut =))</title><content type='html'>-Zzzz, was awoken by my mum early tis morning. Apparently, she bought tickets at the Community Centre for the walk-a-jog thingy-_-'''. After the walk/jog, i went home and couldnt get back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Decided to jio yongjin for a haircut today. At around 10am, my dad asked me to ask my sister if she needed to change her hp to a new one. Of cos, my sister wants to lah... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-But bad news first! My dad told me i wasnt going to get a phone change bcos im enlisting into NS next year, and i couldnt do with a camera phone. I was sian 1/2 lor, bcos i've had a dream phone which i really wanted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Soon, my dad asked my sister to get ready to go to the Singtel Hello shop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Then, he asked me to go as well. I was like, go for wad? iI tm not getting anything leh. My dad told me to go there and see if i wanted a phone for myself. Wahaha, 爽到 omg leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So at the Hello shop, a customer service assistant was serving us. My sister got her E65, and i got a N95 8GB=))... So when it was down to the payment side, there was a conflict here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My dad was damn pissed off! He was frowning and scowling all the while and wasnt very friendly. The customer service assistant, upon seeing my dad's face, changed his facial expressions completely. My sister laughed her ass off! lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I think my dad very 心痛. Cos it's not very cheap =(... nvm lah, next time when my millions roll in, i'll be sure he gets treated like a king =)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Around evening, met yongjin for a haircut. That gong-kia was late for 10 mins. zzz... and so a new haircut for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After which, we went to mac for dinner. Yongjin is a bastard man! He's so bloody rac**t, he can link ah pu neh with skittles candy. Lmao! Because of him, i went up with a quote,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Eh, ask you ar... which fruit is healthier? Apple or orange?" - Yong Kang&lt;br /&gt;"An apple a day, keeps the doctor away." - YongJin&lt;br /&gt;"Haha, then i can also say. A skittle a day, you get black-er by the day" - Yong Kang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rotfl. Both of us are wisp students! How can we do tt? ROTFLMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-From tmr to fri, i wouldnt enjoy life much. But hopefully, i hope i can go out with the peeps on Fri evening till Sunday night =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anyway, some the pics taken while working ytd :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzcURF4gn4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/UXJIXzZ0BFM/s1600-h/CIMG0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzcURF4gn4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/UXJIXzZ0BFM/s320/CIMG0063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131592584281497474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzcUeF4gn5I/AAAAAAAAAEE/cQi07KdgjIg/s1600-h/CIMG0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzcUeF4gn5I/AAAAAAAAAEE/cQi07KdgjIg/s320/CIMG0066.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131592807619796882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving "my baby" a piggyback! Cute huh? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzcUs14gn6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/58ozpdIcwZc/s1600-h/CIMG0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzcUs14gn6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/58ozpdIcwZc/s320/CIMG0067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131593061022867362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect daddy ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzcU3F4gn7I/AAAAAAAAAEU/SsXy46AG5_8/s1600-h/CIMG0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzcU3F4gn7I/AAAAAAAAAEU/SsXy46AG5_8/s320/CIMG0075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131593237116526514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! Ghost! -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzcVCV4gn8I/AAAAAAAAAEc/G81FvwTyb5Q/s1600-h/CIMG0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzcVCV4gn8I/AAAAAAAAAEc/G81FvwTyb5Q/s320/CIMG0088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131593430390054850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing a fool with a kid's travel bag. rotfl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzcVTV4gn9I/AAAAAAAAAEk/4AsSezRDiQY/s1600-h/CIMG0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzcVTV4gn9I/AAAAAAAAAEk/4AsSezRDiQY/s320/CIMG0089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131593722447830994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-4165825144350343449?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/4165825144350343449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=4165825144350343449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/4165825144350343449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/4165825144350343449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-phone-new-haircut.html' title='New phone + New haircut =))'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzcURF4gn4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/UXJIXzZ0BFM/s72-c/CIMG0063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-168133672085001852</id><published>2007-11-10T18:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T19:00:51.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working on a Saturday</title><content type='html'>-Was forced to wake up at 7 today. There was supposed to be a job for me today at the Asian Civilisation Museum beside Raffles Place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I noticed that there were uni graduates at that area. Seems like they were graduating today! Very envious lor. I also wanna study as far as i can, and not to work tt early. Realistically speaking, there would be 40+ years for me to work next time, so why the rush? (even thou i plan to retire comfortably at 40/45 =D).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The job was damn slack. Really had nothing to do for the whole day. Therefore, i teased and played with my sis thruout the whole afternoon. My sis is a complete bitch! She gave me 53 slaps on my cheeks. -_-'''... Wth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-That's was how relaxed the job was. But it's good money, therefore, it was really worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After the work, i suddenly dint have the motivation to go meet up with the rest of the folks. Pai seh leh! &gt;&lt;... Wanted to go home and just rest throughout my evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And i changed my blogskin. Lmao, it seems to be very popular huh? im just following the trend. xD... Gosh, monday need to work le. em0 liao! Tmr whoever wanna go out PLEASE jio me. xDxD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-168133672085001852?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/168133672085001852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=168133672085001852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/168133672085001852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/168133672085001852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/working-on-saturday.html' title='Working on a Saturday'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-5693871524769682371</id><published>2007-11-09T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T23:12:04.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Rantings</title><content type='html'>-im getting the hang of my job le. However, i feel damn sians! dun really like it. haiz. i MUST and WILL endure these 2 months de!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At 5pm, i was getting ready to leave my office. Den the auntie ask me to help her do sai gang. wakao. sian 1/2. No choice lor, i dunno how to turn her down, so just help lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Therefore, i helped her and stayed for 15mins more. zzz. Got home and fell asleep. Watched Naruto after waking up. Kinda lame, Shino where got mind pple who dont recognise him de. Super no link lor.. but quite funny bah, i think. I think i like Sai alot. He's very cool but he's too pale and fair le. Looks like a trans-sexual -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Den accompanied yj to have late dinner at bm kfc at around 9pm. Chatted and crapped. Went home after tt. Nothing much happened today. Very lifeless. Haiz. Tmr im working. Looking foward to it. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And i feel like getting a digi cam. Canon has one 7.1 Megapixel de. But i buy le, cam-whore alone nia. It's like wth lor. Therefore, shld i buy one? &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-5693871524769682371?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/5693871524769682371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=5693871524769682371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/5693871524769682371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/5693871524769682371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/random-rantings.html' title='Random Rantings'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-1713457029984986053</id><published>2007-11-08T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T22:57:32.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bdae to Granny</title><content type='html'>-Woke up with feeling quite energised today. Bcos it's my granny's bdae! Thinking back, i was ALWAYS looking foward to my gramps' bdae every year since young. Celebrating their bdae meant alot to me, particularly when good food is involved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In addition, i was really elated over this occasion when i was young bcos granny's bdae is just a few days after my pri/sec sch holidays! Super good mood can? Although it's no more a holiday for me now, im still very enthusiatic over it:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lunch was really cool. Eat until woots... But i noe it must have cost a bomb bah. Luckily im not the one paying =P... Anyway, im such a filial grandson. Even though no physical gifts for granny, i presented her a big hug and greeted her with the  warmest bdae wishes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After lunch, my aunt drove me to east coast park. Damn chee how, told me to wait at Mac -_-'''. After i reached, he told me he's at Bedok Jetty area. And therefore, after getting my tired feet to pull themselves together, i dragged myself to their area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Luckily halfway thru the journey, i was offered a bike. Saved a lot of time and energy. The rest were burying kaka with sand and playing amongst themselves while i chatted with chee how. I also noticed that Jing's nephew was present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We left East Coast a few hours later. Walked towards ??? for dinner. After dinner, took a bus home. Thruout the bus journey, they were scaring and teasing jing's nephew. I laughed my ass off! it was really damn funny, involving bangala(s) as the  victim(s) of their sinister jokes! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Reached home, and was damn sian. Work again tmr. Ka na sai! Haizzzzz. I hope to earn as much $$$ as i can, and retire comfortably as soon as possible. I wanna buy a villa at Bintan and stay there till i die. :))... Haizzzzz, i wanna make LOTS of $$$ and retire EARLY! Man, oh man......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-1713457029984986053?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/1713457029984986053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=1713457029984986053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1713457029984986053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1713457029984986053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-bdae-to-granny.html' title='Happy Bdae to Granny'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-6580295274393566418</id><published>2007-11-08T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T11:37:26.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>-http://www.partyrendezvous.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anyone interested? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-6580295274393566418?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/6580295274393566418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=6580295274393566418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6580295274393566418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6580295274393566418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-8020258927144619540</id><published>2007-11-06T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:35.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzCAKmDjtPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/syjzdaVVwY4/s1600-h/azuzephre__s_Pon_by_amostar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzCAKmDjtPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/syjzdaVVwY4/s320/azuzephre__s_Pon_by_amostar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129740895077512434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chanced upon this cute little msg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I tried to write you a poem today, but i had writer's block... So this is all i came up with... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Roses are red, violets are blue. There's only one way to say this and that's I LOVE YOU!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-8020258927144619540?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/8020258927144619540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=8020258927144619540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/8020258927144619540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/8020258927144619540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/xd.html' title='XD'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RzCAKmDjtPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/syjzdaVVwY4/s72-c/azuzephre__s_Pon_by_amostar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-1137794092585846140</id><published>2007-11-05T20:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:37.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BINTAN!</title><content type='html'>-Shall let the pictures do the talking for this entry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Ry8KVWDjtEI/AAAAAAAAACc/uIsB6LO1GOQ/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Ry8KVWDjtEI/AAAAAAAAACc/uIsB6LO1GOQ/s320/DSC00023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129329862412317762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt this pool just inviting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Ry8KkmDjtFI/AAAAAAAAACk/72SkS5bMUd0/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Ry8KkmDjtFI/AAAAAAAAACk/72SkS5bMUd0/s320/DSC00030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129330124405322834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Ry8LIGDjtGI/AAAAAAAAACs/qENxs9yFobo/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Ry8LIGDjtGI/AAAAAAAAACs/qENxs9yFobo/s320/DSC00032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129330734290678882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A break away from the metropolis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Ry8Li2DjtHI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JZJ_vMfb_6s/s1600-h/DSC00034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Ry8Li2DjtHI/AAAAAAAAAC0/JZJ_vMfb_6s/s320/DSC00034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129331193852179570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Ry8L5WDjtII/AAAAAAAAAC8/lvffwMyIsPM/s1600-h/DSC00036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Ry8L5WDjtII/AAAAAAAAAC8/lvffwMyIsPM/s320/DSC00036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129331580399236226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Ry8MO2DjtJI/AAAAAAAAADE/l-3Q7bEFDkk/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Ry8MO2DjtJI/AAAAAAAAADE/l-3Q7bEFDkk/s320/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129331949766423698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture Perfect setting for a pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Ry8MgmDjtKI/AAAAAAAAADM/kimNCaaFNVA/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Ry8MgmDjtKI/AAAAAAAAADM/kimNCaaFNVA/s320/DSC00049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129332254709101730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top of the World!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Ry8Mx2DjtLI/AAAAAAAAADU/vF4C5d85-xI/s1600-h/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Ry8Mx2DjtLI/AAAAAAAAADU/vF4C5d85-xI/s320/DSC00054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129332551061845170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Swimming? I dont care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Ry8NNWDjtMI/AAAAAAAAADc/lQQ9B480msc/s1600-h/DSC00059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Ry8NNWDjtMI/AAAAAAAAADc/lQQ9B480msc/s320/DSC00059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129333023508247746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A break at the pool side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Ry8NpGDjtNI/AAAAAAAAADk/pjBN9AiAwqA/s1600-h/DSC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Ry8NpGDjtNI/AAAAAAAAADk/pjBN9AiAwqA/s320/DSC00067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129333500249617618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do u get a sight of this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Ry8N_GDjtOI/AAAAAAAAADs/m35Y_f9pR9U/s1600-h/DSC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Ry8N_GDjtOI/AAAAAAAAADs/m35Y_f9pR9U/s320/DSC00096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129333878206739682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo @ Silk Bar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-1137794092585846140?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/1137794092585846140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=1137794092585846140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1137794092585846140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1137794092585846140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/bintan.html' title='BINTAN!'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Ry8KVWDjtEI/AAAAAAAAACc/uIsB6LO1GOQ/s72-c/DSC00023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-3100324937526373329</id><published>2007-11-02T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T00:13:47.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the dog. And to the &lt;3</title><content type='html'>-While working wasnt nice for me just now. I realised that life wasnt bad after all! In fact, right now for me, life is filled with joy and excitement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Happy Belated bdae to dog. Celebrated his bdae at Holland V's tsi char. I dint eat though, bcos i was late and dint want to be so xtra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yongjin, Chengwei, jackson, adrian, timothy, kewei, benji, sheena, thuhan, layhui, dog and his gf were present. After their sumptuous dinner, we headed towards ColdRock, an eatery selling some really unique ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Coldrock was kinda crowded and the 13 of us would have to be separated if we decided to settle down there. And therefore, we headed to Eski Bar which has had enuff spaces for us to enjoy our little moments together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After which, i received a msg. It was kinda surprising, totally unexpected. But this was what i've been waiting for. Was really on cloud 9. If it's a dream, dun ever wake me up! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-That particular msg perked me up really well. I was kinda high. We played blackjack, with the time to be confined into the cold room as our stake. Unfortunately, such a warm blooded creature like me, who is so filled with love, lost a match, and had to stay inside the inhumane, cold dungeon for 2.5 minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-But it was kinda fun! We chatted till 11pm, before heading for home. I just set my alarm to 7am. Going to Bintan tmr. Kinda looking forward to it. But i noe i'll miss a particular someone. &gt;&lt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anyway, I'm so glad, i could sleep the moment i close my eyes tonight! Whee!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Life isnt as bad after all=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-3100324937526373329?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/3100324937526373329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=3100324937526373329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3100324937526373329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3100324937526373329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/to-dog-and-to-3.html' title='To the dog. And to the &lt;3'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-3241656975065262286</id><published>2007-11-02T17:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T18:21:48.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SiansiansiansiansiansiansianSian</title><content type='html'>-Has anyone any idea how sians i am at work? Not bcos i'm bored and have nothing to do, but bcos im so stressed at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Early in the morning, i received a msg that spurred me on for my work. I decided to think of work on the bright side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Was attached to this aunty to learn about switching of BL. But her english is really very "Powderful" lah. I kept trying to speak to her in chinese, but she intentionally replied in English. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-However, i thought to myself. Nvm, i'm learning! i'm going to learn many, many things today. But the more she taught, the more i wanted to zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Finally, it was time for me to do some hands-on. That aunty thot tt i was superman. She gave ALL her job related to switching BL. It was my 1st day leh, pls! And i could see she was damn slack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-WTF?! She could even brush her teeth at the ladies during working hours! And im like wth??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Miraculously, i managed to finish my job 15 minutes before work ended. I decided to confront my manager about how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At first, she was quite flabbergasted. It was kinda funny to see her facial expression. I told her tt i was new, i couldnt handle so much work at once. As my confidence grew, i spoke with more ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After which, her expression changed again. Drama indeed! Lmao. she had the awe look and i was like. Wahaha! She told me she wont let me handle so many tasks for now, and tt she'd personally teach me how to deal with my tasks to make up for the "powerful english lessons" i had with tt aunty. My manager's a very hot mum btw. =X. But i never think dirty pls. I've got one in my heart liao. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wahaha! damn funny lah! and sian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-3241656975065262286?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/3241656975065262286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=3241656975065262286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3241656975065262286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3241656975065262286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/siansiansiansiansiansiansiansian.html' title='SiansiansiansiansiansiansianSian'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-1432489665189534837</id><published>2007-11-01T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T23:35:34.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzz</title><content type='html'>-Today was quite a grim day for me. Firstly, the dept i was transferred to was a miserable one. And to think i was kinda looking forward to learning something new and hoping that the 2 months would just pass by smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yeah, the former came true. I did learn many things. But so what? In exchange, i think i'd get 2 months of hell. Damn it, it's the suckiest dept i've been to. They dun tell me what to do. Everyone was busy with their own work, and i was left stone-ing, doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And due to tt, i decided to draw. -.-''' And which 10 mins to dismissal, my manager came to me, and explained my task in the new dept. When i saw what i was assigned to, i wanted to screw my work upside down. Damn it, stress liao-_-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So i was kinda looking foward to meeting the peeps for the movie outing. Watched The Game Plan. Very touching, very funny, very nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-During the movie, cw msg-ed me out for dinner. I was damn sians alr thinking bout tmr's work, and some personal related issues. therefore, i dint want to hang out so late and wanted to get a rest at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-CW was also damn emo. it seems that he met up with some troubles with his work as well. therefore, we 2 kinda had a conflict, which i think is solved now? i am fucking not in the mood tackle another problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If the dispute is settled, i'd be glad. Because i dun want more problems to pile up. I seriously am quite tired of some stuff. I feel like giving up on certain matters but i'm the 放不下 kind and i seriously dowan to give up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Going to work for the next 2 months is gonna be an agony for me. Therefore, i seriously need support and encouragement. I dun want to be faced with difficulties all day long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Of course, it's up to me as to how i handle the pressure. I think i'd have to pull up my socks for improvement, in all aspects of life. Fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Happy bdae to dog and his bro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-1432489665189534837?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/1432489665189534837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=1432489665189534837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1432489665189534837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1432489665189534837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/11/zzz.html' title='zzz'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-2959362479800911017</id><published>2007-10-31T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T23:31:21.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From the bottom of my heart</title><content type='html'>Love so tender, it transforms into danger.&lt;br /&gt;Speaketh not of understanding me better.&lt;br /&gt;Just give me a chance from now till forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-2959362479800911017?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/2959362479800911017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=2959362479800911017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/2959362479800911017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/2959362479800911017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/10/from-bottom-of-my-heart.html' title='From the bottom of my heart'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-8510971817323453410</id><published>2007-10-31T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T22:55:13.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo again. =))</title><content type='html'>-This is the 1st time i ever teared upon viewing and listening to a MV. It's emo-ing in the right way, i guess. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It's REALLY REALLY touching. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting Jay Chou's 彩虹。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="275"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QAh_K4yb-k0&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QAh_K4yb-k0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="350" height="275"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-8510971817323453410?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/8510971817323453410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=8510971817323453410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/8510971817323453410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/8510971817323453410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/10/emo-again.html' title='Emo again. =))'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-9033299509488555798</id><published>2007-10-30T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T08:41:25.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lips of an Angel</title><content type='html'>-Feeling very, very down today. 私わ emo です。 Why am i feeling dejected? Am i missing someone? I've got no idea. Damn! But this song helps... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lips of an Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gtnf9EqijT0&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gtnf9EqijT0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey why you calling me so late?&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda hard to talk right now.&lt;br /&gt;Honey why are you crying? Is everything okay?&lt;br /&gt;I gotta whisper 'cause I can't be too loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my girl's in the next room&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish she was you&lt;br /&gt;I guess we never really moved on&lt;br /&gt;It's really good to hear your voice saying my name&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Coming from the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;Hearing those words it makes me weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never wanna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But girl you make it hard to be faithful&lt;br /&gt;With the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny that you're calling me tonight&lt;br /&gt;And, yes, I've dreamt of you too&lt;br /&gt;And does he know you're talking to me&lt;br /&gt;Will it start a fight&lt;br /&gt;No I don't think she has a clue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my girl's in the next room&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish she was you&lt;br /&gt;I guess we never really moved on&lt;br /&gt;It's really good to hear your voice saying my name&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Coming from the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;Hearing those words it makes me weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never wanna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But girl you make it hard to be faithful&lt;br /&gt;With the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really good to hear your voice saying my name&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Coming from the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;Hearing those words it makes me weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never wanna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But girl you make it hard to be faithful&lt;br /&gt;With the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never wanna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But girl you make it hard to be faithful&lt;br /&gt;With the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey why you calling me so late?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-єм0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-9033299509488555798?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/9033299509488555798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=9033299509488555798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/9033299509488555798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/9033299509488555798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/10/lips-of-angel.html' title='Lips of an Angel'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-3356838249982680868</id><published>2007-10-29T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:37.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randoms</title><content type='html'>-Wasnt really very enthusiatic about work today. Felt kinda tired. Also, the emails i received from the customers werent very well received by me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Almost all the emails from the customers required me to print invoices, and faxed it across to them. But the system hasnt updated yet, what could i do? The customers also have no rights lor. They send in invoices request so late, and expect immediate attention. wth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RyXZETxYPdI/AAAAAAAAACM/pm50ZQ6Pb04/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RyXZETxYPdI/AAAAAAAAACM/pm50ZQ6Pb04/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126742418881265106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where the customers send in their requests via email. Almost everything involve invoices! sians!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RyXZpTxYPeI/AAAAAAAAACU/Td1bqSq3DcQ/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RyXZpTxYPeI/AAAAAAAAACU/Td1bqSq3DcQ/s320/untitled1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126743054536424930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The circled area shows that the invoices arent ready yet! so customers, be patient and stop trying to rush me! It's stressful de okay?! -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I have taken 2 screenshots of how my work today go about. However, i cant upload the pics! Damn! Shall post it once it's ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-But of cos, there was good news as well. My leave has been approved for the 5th nov. Hmm, kinda looking foward to that also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tmr's workload would be doubled due to the incomplete invoices, haiz. Very sians!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Heard oink wasnt feeling very well, hopes she get well soon lor, and go get a rest early bah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Counting down to thursday... 3 more days&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-3356838249982680868?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/3356838249982680868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=3356838249982680868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3356838249982680868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3356838249982680868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/10/randoms_29.html' title='Randoms'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RyXZETxYPdI/AAAAAAAAACM/pm50ZQ6Pb04/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-6667779016278428068</id><published>2007-10-28T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:38.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>East Coast Outing</title><content type='html'>-Woke up at 1030 to get myself ready for the East Coast outing. Took 196 to East Coast. Felt very insecure in the bus due to the lousy sense of direction i have, especially around the East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I could recall ton-ing with chengwei, kewei, benji and dog at East Coast before. Therefore, there was still a slight impression of tt place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Well, it seems i found the right stop to alight. So off i went, met tanch and oinkoink around mac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Met up with the rest of the grp, which included lala, mingsheng, oyster?, and kaka. Everyone of 'em was planning to roller blade, except for me. I decided to cycle instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-While taunts and words of encouragement were directed at me to try out the roller blades, i thot that i couldnt even handle a bicycle well, let alone a pair roller blade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And we were finally equipped with our transportation modes. All of 'em with blading, while i went cycling. Everyone was learning how to blade, while i was practising how to improve my cycling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And woots, results were kinda satisfactory for me! I can now turn much more smoothly, and can also balance the bike with one hand for around 3 seconds. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After a tiring trip to Bedok Jetty, everyone was really tired. Rested on the jetty, while enjoying the really lovely breeze which was blowing thru my hair. It made me feel GREAT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-However, this particular GREATness was shortlived. The weather wasnt on our side. And the clattering of thunders could be heard. Drizzles followed by soon after. Asked the rest to quickly head back to BK just in case. Then Oink told me that there's no rush, raining brings about romance. haha, quite true also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thus, we headed back towards BK. Oink asked to be given a "hitchhike" from my bike. She grabbed hold of me, with Kaka grabbing her behind. She was on roller blades and could make use of my bike to transport her w/o moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So, after feeling so tired, i decided to play gentleman, and "tumpang" them. ROTFLMAO! While we finally neared BK, i was about to direct a turn to the right, when a Jap teen with his bike zoomed past me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He made contact with me and lost control of his bike. Thus falling out of his bike, colliding with a lamp post! OMG, tt sure hurt! And i also witnessed Oink and kaka fell also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Omg, i feel so guilty lah! i never apologised to them btw, and i feel damn bad... Could see tt oink hurt her back quite badly. The jap this time round got up to his feet, and asked if i was alright. He was hurt more lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Entered BK and asked Oink to clean herself lest her wound gets infected by dirt. She claimed that she was fine =\... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We decided to play a game of concentration. Loser would have to gulp down this liquid which is a mixture of 4 packets of chilli sauce, 2 packets of tomato sauce and plain water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oink was the one who drank the most. lmao! i drank once also, and almost puked. That stench from tt fluid was terrible! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to the beach and had fun there. Jingjing joined us. After the beach session, i realised i was covered with sand. -_-'' Cleaned myself up at mac's toilet after tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Had ice-cream at mac, and we headed towards Katong area for dinner. Ended dinner with a wave of goodbye to the grp. Tanch and i took 16 home. I confided some relationship thingy with him on the bus trip. oh well~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Back at home, my sis invited me to do a facial with her. ROTFLMAO! And so i did. I'm also wondering if this "shy-ness" of mine could be removed from my character traits. It's been giving me a hell lot of inconvenience, and im not happy with it. &lt;br /&gt;Haizzz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anyway, we cam-whored with the mask on our faces. really amusing so as to speak. Enjoy the pics below. I'm counting down to the outing on Thurs, and hoping for my romance path to be smooth ba.. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RyS3JDxYPXI/AAAAAAAAABc/xX3j8Nnbd3U/s1600-h/28102007(016).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RyS3JDxYPXI/AAAAAAAAABc/xX3j8Nnbd3U/s320/28102007(016).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126423642113588594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RyS32DxYPZI/AAAAAAAAABs/p3Idx0VArqs/s1600-h/28102007(018).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RyS32DxYPZI/AAAAAAAAABs/p3Idx0VArqs/s320/28102007(018).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126424415207701906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RyS4PDxYPbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Vc6HqFCKQjg/s1600-h/Photo-0580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RyS4PDxYPbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Vc6HqFCKQjg/s320/Photo-0580.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126424844704431538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RyS48zxYPcI/AAAAAAAAACE/Cv7LtwIempk/s1600-h/28102007(019).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RyS48zxYPcI/AAAAAAAAACE/Cv7LtwIempk/s320/28102007(019).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126425630683446722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-6667779016278428068?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/6667779016278428068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=6667779016278428068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6667779016278428068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6667779016278428068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/10/east-coast-outing.html' title='East Coast Outing'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RyS3JDxYPXI/AAAAAAAAABc/xX3j8Nnbd3U/s72-c/28102007(016).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-1901277904288164209</id><published>2007-10-28T03:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T03:22:42.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Seeker and his signs. -_-'''</title><content type='html'>-Deprived of my beauty sleep, with no thanks to tanch. -_-'''... Slept at 1pm and woke up upon hearing my hp ringing at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tanch and lt wanted to meet out at Tiong Plaza to slack, and i'd something to confide in them as well. And we decided the time at 1900.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-On the bus to tiong, tanch told me tt JingJing wanted to go watch movie at Orchard, as she has some discount lobangs to offer. However, i realised tt i was in shorts and slippers. So had to go back home to change into a more decent outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After which, we met Oink at Cine as well. Had a late dinner at LJS. Jingjing came soon after and we were deciding on which movie to watch, when i recalled tt "The Seeker" was one of the blockbusters on screen at the moment . Lt ps-ed us for his army thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Therefore, The Seeker it was. After making payment for the tix, Jing had her dinner at Yoshinoya and the 4 of us shared some really lame jokes/riddles. Lame but fun =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The seeker is a movie under the genre - Fantasy. Halfway thru the show, i saw Jingjing sleeping.. followed by Oink. Haha, seems like Jing hadnt slept since ytd and Oink has had only 2 hrs of beauty sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The show itself was quite a bore. Finding the signs and saving the earth/human race indeed. The show ended at 1.45am and we went to Cheers for some drinks, whilst discussing bout the outing to east coast tmr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Shared a cab with tanch back home. Really tired right now.. yawnsxz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kudos to Kaka as well for sending me the grp pics for the outing ytd at Lot 1. May refer to my facebook for those pics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MY SLEEP! HERE I COME! =DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-1901277904288164209?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/1901277904288164209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=1901277904288164209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1901277904288164209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1901277904288164209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/10/seeker-and-his-signs.html' title='The Seeker and his signs. -_-&apos;&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-3310132681897554917</id><published>2007-10-27T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T18:14:44.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mustering the courage...</title><content type='html'>-Work was especially busy ytd. Manifest was a killa, those bloody customers always like to send in their documents damn late. Wth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After work, went to Lot 1 and met up with Lala, MingSheng, Oinkoink and kaka. Purpose of the outing was supposedly to keep ourselves occupied on a Friday night, and to comfort a troubled fren, Hua, who was under tremendous stress from her attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oink made a really cute card for hua, and the 5 of us went around the mall, trying to decide the "perfect little gift" for our dear fren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The main character for this outing arrived at 1830.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Well, it does seems to work out quite well. Could sense that she was really touched by our little effort. It's like, who wouldnt? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It suddenly dawned upon me that if one were to get really down at times of yr life, these few frens here would really just make u feel wanted and loved again. Gosh, really touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tanch, wq and jeremy came and met us at a slightly later time. While waiting for 'em to have their dinner, the rest of us went around to window shop. Then after which we went to the arcade for some games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Played with this machine with a disc flying around all over de. On my 1st game, lost miserably to a small and petite girl like Kaka. Too embarrassed to face the world. ROTFLMAO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Den the whole grp of frens decided to cam-whore inside the shopping mall. Haha, like wth. But since i like photo sessions, i was of course gamed for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-They were saying how Hua's colleague has been "pestering" her, hoping for a relationship or something like that. And i was asked to semblance as her bf. And we had to take pics that made us look like a couple. Really... like wth... lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Den i also took a pic with Oink, but tt pic of me is super ugly. kns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-While the rest retired for the night, tanch me and oink decided to ton below oink's house instead. Waved the rest goodbye and headed over to her place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-While over there, we chatted for a long time. After which, we walked towards the kopitiam across the street for a toilet break. That toilet's door cannot be locked. After i unzipped my pants and was "aiming" at the urinal, oink went to open the door, making me jump! -_-'' omg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bought some food back to the void deck. We chatted again, but this time, both of 'em noticed i was emo-ing. oink asked me to tell her the reason for emo-ing, and i didnt want to leak it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-JingJing came and chatted with us as well. She was the one who kept perstering me for the reason for emo-ing. And of course, my lips are sealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We decided to leave at around 6.30am. Reached home at 7.30am, super tired. And my mum asked me to bring my little bro for swimming classes. Like, the hell! At the pool, i was deciding whether to confess about something that has been buggin me for quite a while. Didnt want to confess at first, but remembered how i regretted it in sec 3. Oh wells....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hmmmm, kinda glad to get this issue off my chest. Let's just see how the remaining days go about. After which, i finally got my sleep after nearly 22 hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-3310132681897554917?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/3310132681897554917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=3310132681897554917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3310132681897554917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3310132681897554917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/10/mustering-courage.html' title='Mustering the courage...'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-686947878052192088</id><published>2007-10-25T07:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T07:55:22.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xiao-emo no more</title><content type='html'>-Well, it seems like the new semester of school really does bring out the best in people. However, there is a price to pay for trying to be the cream of the crop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-School has started. Everyone's busy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When i first know these bunch of friends, they were what i would call a really fun loving and cheerful group. This took place around the end of last semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I guess that's the reason why they were such a wild and carefree group of friends. Exams were over, holidays were approaching. What more do u need if yr a student, without any worries over exams? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-However, it has been almost 2 months since my attachment started. The group of friends werent spared from the clutches of a new semester either. This is when i noticed that many of them werent really as "happy-go-lucky" whom i thot they were, when i first got to know them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Emo, was how they were, to be exact. Well, i guess that's life, there's no way life's without unhappiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-But as a friend, i hope they WOULD endure and COULD really endure the remaining 3 months. Time flies, 3 months would flash by. Be it the attachment students or project students, really wish u guys the best, and wish u people a smooth journey throughout this whole semester. I really miss the fun and laughter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lastly, to kick-start my disapproval for being emo, i shall stop calling myself xiao-emo and shall stick to y0ngkang. So for the group of friends (u noe who u guys are), please cheer up and give yrself a break. Stay happy always! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-686947878052192088?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/686947878052192088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=686947878052192088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/686947878052192088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/686947878052192088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/10/xiao-emo-no-more.html' title='xiao-emo no more'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-8879186254474181900</id><published>2007-10-24T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T14:33:28.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm bored @ work!</title><content type='html'>-Seeing that my manager has gone for a meeting, and the computer systems and softwares are all down, i've decided to post an entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Firstly, i'd like to appeal to those who are reading, to come to my tagboard and chat with me, or invite me to chat in their tagboards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I AM SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO BORED! Gosh, i need someone to entertain me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-That apart, my laptop finally regained its vigour. Thanks to Muthu, the IBM engineer. The previous engineer should really go ESAD. Why? That bloody ass cant fix my laptop in more than a week, while Muthu fixed it in less than 24 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-However, the most impt thing now is that, i can finally stop fighting with my youngest bro for the use of the desktop. WHEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Last but not least, PLEASE CHAT WITH ME IF YR AVAILABLE! OMG, i hate BOREDOM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-8879186254474181900?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/8879186254474181900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=8879186254474181900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/8879186254474181900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/8879186254474181900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-bored-work.html' title='I&apos;m bored @ work!'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-1778476828228630884</id><published>2007-10-22T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T22:25:20.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn!</title><content type='html'>-Freaking pissed off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Last Wednesday, i arranged for the IBM engineer to come fix my laptop cos my laptop keeps hanging or auto shuts down itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The engineer, whom i think is a Vietnamese/Thai, said he couldnt find any flaws with my hardwares. And he suspected that my laptop might be infected with viruses. I was like, wtf-_-''...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So, i was told to re-format my laptop. As i was gg out in the evening, i told my bro to help me do it. Everything turned out quite well after reformatting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-However, 2 days later, my laptop couldnt even work. WTH?! After several failed attempts of trying to "revive" my laptop, i called tt engineer again. This time around, he told me he'd be coming today to install a new motherboard for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-While i was working at 2pm, he was fixing my laptop at my house. I was told by my mum tt the engineer dismantled every components of my laptop, and fixed everything within 10 mins. And my little bro told me that when he tried switching on my laptop, it couldnt work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Which is like worse than before... -_-''' I'm wondering if tt Thai/Vietnamese knows what he is doing. My mum kept asking me to call IBM's helpdesk, to request for a change of engineer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The engineer is coming back tmr. If it still cant work, i think im gg to scream at the helpdesk soon. I've to compete with my bro for the shared desktop lah. I need my laptop back desperately! HELP! IBM, dun keep me waiting! I paid good money for the laptop de hor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-1778476828228630884?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/1778476828228630884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=1778476828228630884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1778476828228630884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1778476828228630884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/10/damn.html' title='Damn!'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-7288471093214597066</id><published>2007-10-21T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T00:11:12.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Career Fair/Kbox</title><content type='html'>-Met Oink Oink, Kaka, and tanch at Suntec Convention Centre at 12pm. Met them for the Career Fair thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And off we went, had to register before entering the exhibition hall. There were many booth inside the hall. Browsed thru some of 'em. The most unforgettable one was the Singapore Police Force booth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Over there, there was a police sergeant who gave the 4 of us a really meaningful talk. He advised us to make use of our youth to go pursue an education before working. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He mentioned that with our current diploma, it's nothing in the society. Therefore, stressing that we should further our studies, especially the boys, who have to go for NS, and the 2 years would be wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He also knocked some sense into a spendthrift like me. Made me realised how impt financial planning and savings are. I understood one part. You cannot see if a person is rich by how much he earns. Instead, you should view it by how much he saves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If u can earn $10000/mth, and u spend $8500/mth, compared to $3000/mth, expenses of $800/mth. The one who saves more would be the one who's richer. Therefore, i decided that my bad spending habits should slowly, but surely, be gotten rid of. Me quitting the "taxi addiction" is already a very good start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After the fair, the 4 of us went to Marina Square to shop around and have lunch. After which, Kaka went to Topshop to shop for her ???, so tt it could suit her tube top. Apparently, she's buying it bcos she wants to wear it for her ex-bf's bdae celebration next wednesday. Rotflmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And Kaka ps-ed us soon after making her purchase, to go meet her sis. Thus, it's left with tanch, oinkoink and me. We walked to 7-11 for some drinks before proceeding to Kbox for a K-session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We sang and sang and sang and sang and sang and sang and sang and sang and sang and sang and sang and sang and sang and sang and sang and sang and sang and sang and sang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We also tried to imitate 阿杜's voice, which we failed. U need a sore throat for tt voice of his. Lols! The K-session, supposedly to end at 7pm, was delayed by us. We cheated KBox and sang till 8pm, since no one chased us away. lmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oinkoink wanted to go home, but we managed to psycho her to have dinner with us at Mac. And dinner was completed with lots of topics that we chatted about. Left for home @ 10.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kaka/Oinkoink in reading, pls organise a movie outing, "The Game Plan". Thanks alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Monday Blues tmr. Haizzzzzzzzz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-7288471093214597066?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/7288471093214597066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=7288471093214597066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/7288471093214597066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/7288471093214597066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/10/career-fairkbox.html' title='Career Fair/Kbox'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-2508929692008566895</id><published>2007-10-21T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T01:11:36.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The fall, score and awe</title><content type='html'>-This morning, woke up quite early. Had nothing better to do, and therefore decided to see who's online. Found Kaka online and chatted with her, with most of our contents related to randoms and crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After tt, i was bored to death till 2.45pm when army boy, liang teck, asked me out for cycling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Met him at bm mac, where the both of us cycled cum walked towards tiong bahru park, sharing only 1 bicycle. I've to admit, i suck at cycling. It's only my 3rd cycling attempt in 19 years. -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After cycling for awhile, we decided to satisfy our rumbling stomach and went to tiong plaza for a late lunch. Chee how met with us later on, offering me a bicycle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Liang teck on the other hand cycled back to bm to get his bike fixed or something. He told us to cycle back from tiong to bm again, which we did. -_-''' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-However, after cycling for awhile, i nearly crashed into a family of 3, a father, mother and daughter, due to my inexperience in cycling. And tt mother scolded me. zzzzzzz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Not wanting to hear wad tt auntie was gg to preach, i apologised quickly, and rode off. This made me damn sad and emo. My morale dropped. Cycling wasnt as fun as i thot it'd be earlier on. sians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After meeting LT, the 3 of us went back to tiong park. Cycled around again. However, another accident happened. This time, i was left completely demoralised. While attempting to turn my bike, i failed to control it well, and couldnt brake on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-U guys shld noe wad happened next. Yea, i fell. Falling isnt a big deal. But i fell into the bushes or hedges. WTH?! That was damn embarrassing! Omgxz, falling into the hedge lah.. What kind of cyclist will fall into it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I decided tt that was the end. I didnt want to try any stunts again. And i felt like giving up le. Falling into plants would be the last resort for me lor. Had some really minor injuries, thank goodness. Washed off the soil and dirt i was covered in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After tt, we went to an open area, and i decided to try practising the bike turning again. Well, it turned out quite well for me. It's only my 3rd biking experience leh! Haha, everything was really okay, except for the falling and scolding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ended cycling at 1930. Super tired. Went home, took a bath. Chengwei, paul, yongjin, weifeng were meeting at a pub in the Cannery. I initially thot of pangseh-ing them de. But i still went in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Realised tt Everton lost to Liverpool, 1-2, over 2 penalties. Nothing to say, other than referee kayu lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Watched the Arsenal Bolton match. During the match, the guys decided to play zhong ji mi ma. Loser would have to drink a cup of tequila each. As i dun drink, i was the number setter. And each of them had quite a few cups of tequila, except me of cos=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-But i gotta admit tt im quite shocked by how they wun get drunk so easily. That tequila, to me, stinks like hell. How did they manage to consume it? Eewwwk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Super happy to see Arsenal win 2-0. At least they're still climbing on top. Left the pub at 12am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When i reached home, i saw a police car. I was like, wth?! why got police de? And i got an intuition that something must have occured outside my corridor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-True enuff. I was completely stunned, to see 2 policemen outside the corridor. Apparently, 2 of my neighbours were involved. I think one of my neighbour, a Mangkali Singh, got drunk, puked and found trouble with the other neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Therefore, the police was called in. As i passed the corridor, i could hear one of the policeman toking to the "victim". The other policeman was speaking to the Mangkali Singh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Singh has obviously been drinking. i passed by him and he reeks of alcohol. Damn smelly. And he, in his drunken stupor, still wanted to greet me, and tried to give me a hug-_-'''... i was like wtf, and quickly avoided him, smiled and nodded my head to him, and entered my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Told my parents about it, and they got kay-poh.. haha.. as to wad happened next, i dunno and dowan to noe. who asked me to have such a weird person for a neighbour. &lt;br /&gt;=/ (learnt from kiki, lmao)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-2508929692008566895?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/2508929692008566895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=2508929692008566895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/2508929692008566895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/2508929692008566895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/10/fall-score-and-awe.html' title='The fall, score and awe'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-6785409682354945663</id><published>2007-10-19T18:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T18:43:41.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randoms.</title><content type='html'>-Zzzz, downloaded Superbad. However, it's someone who went into the cinema and 偷拍的. ka na sai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Whee! It's FRIDAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-6785409682354945663?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/6785409682354945663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=6785409682354945663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6785409682354945663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6785409682354945663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/10/randoms.html' title='Randoms.'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-1049247110718525552</id><published>2007-10-18T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:38.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16/17th/18th Oct - 3 updates in a day</title><content type='html'>16th Oct &lt;br /&gt;-Had free tickets for the movie, Superbad, at The Cathay, compliments from Santa (ChengWei), although he dint went for the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Met Adrian and his friend, YongJin at Cathay. Before the show started, there were some trailers on movies that were coming soon. Therefore, I've a few more movies up my "MUST WATCH" list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-These movies include, The Game Plan, Good Luck Chuck, National Treasure 2, Alien vs Predator 2 and Saw IV. Therefore, Chengwei in reading, please invite me along if yr reviewing any of the above movies. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anyway, Superbad was really damn funny in a really lame manner. I especially loved the character, Fogell aka McLovin. He was a nerd that had a really "kiam pa" face. However, due to his behaviours in the show, he made me laughed so much, i just love the guy he played (I'm not gay though, fyi).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Another guy, Seth, was also very funny. He developed a habit of drawing penises when he was a kid. There was a scene back when he was a kid. He was sent to the principal's office for drawing cocks. His super XXX principal thought that he was possessed and tried to exorcise the "devil" within. LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The show kinda made my day. Due to the "sianzness" at work, this sort of movies which made me laugh so hard are always welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th Oct&lt;br /&gt;-After work today, met oink oink, kaka, tanch, lala, ming sheng, kapo, and weiqiang at cine for dinner and movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I was the last one to arrive -_-'''. After a quick dinner, we hurried into the cinema, only to be late for the show. Lmao.. wth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After the show, we walked towards Plaza Sing to slack and hang around. That's when Oink Oink made me laughed. Lala, having previously been alleged that he has a 3cm dick, decided to strike back, by self proclaming that his was a 巨龙。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oink Oink was skeptical about this (and so was I) and laughed... I whispered to tanch that Oink Oink would be 巨蛋 then (No offence Oink2). Lmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to slack at Mac where we crapped and talked about loads of topics. Left at 11.15pm. Just outside PS, OinkOink decided to give a kick to someone's ass. And she turned to me and laughed, while saying, "蛮有弹性的". Wahaha, that was like wth, and i laughed uncontrollaby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th Oct&lt;br /&gt;-ChengWei told me tt i'm still invited to Bintang with him on the 3rd to 5th nov. My mum was really paranoid about this trip. The newspaper articles about men visiting prostitues at Bintang really scared her off. And she was worried that i might go find one over there, or in cases where the hookers seduce me with black magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oh PLEASE! I wouldn't offer my blessed virginity to a whore, for goodness sake! Perhaps Kewei would be a better candidate. LMAO! I'm sorry, no pun intended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anyway, im outta town at 3rd nov, 12pm till 5th nov. Dun miss me peeps=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At work, my colleague has finally returned from her break. I've covered her work enough, finally! However, i realised that i'm gonna be SUPER free after this. A new colleague has just came over to my department, and he's doing some of my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-OMGXZ, firstly so busy until sian, now im gonna be so bored until sians.. Why always lidat de?! Argh! I can only look forward to tmr being Fri=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lastly, a pic of McLovin' before ending. Aint he funny?! Lmao! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Rxdt93H02oI/AAAAAAAAABU/Q3Zb-UE-TmI/s1600-h/th-048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Rxdt93H02oI/AAAAAAAAABU/Q3Zb-UE-TmI/s320/th-048.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122684010693450370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Saw IV's trailer O_O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p_m6IRFv1R8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p_m6IRFv1R8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-1049247110718525552?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/1049247110718525552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=1049247110718525552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1049247110718525552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1049247110718525552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/10/1617th18th-oct-3-updates-in-day.html' title='16/17th/18th Oct - 3 updates in a day'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/Rxdt93H02oI/AAAAAAAAABU/Q3Zb-UE-TmI/s72-c/th-048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-3295248880055056459</id><published>2007-10-14T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:47:40.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super funny day</title><content type='html'>-Was supposed to meet YongJin, ChengWei, Kewei, Timothy, and Benji at Bugis, 2pm. I was damn late and thus, arrived at 2.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Walked around Bugis Junction, before YongJin complained about being hungry. Went to BK  for food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After which we went to Haji Lane and browsed around for clothes. As we went from shop   to shop, we chanced upon one that was serviced by a fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Was browsing around the t-shirts, when the typical chao ah beng shouted at YongJin. We didnt want to stay any longer at a shop that managed by such a chee bye, thus we left almost immediately after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to Heeren after that. Shopped around more, had some light snack at Taka after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Stoned at Ngee Ann City after that, while Benji and Timothy went separate ways with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ChengWei, YongJin and I started feeling super bored and we plucked each other leg's hair! lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ChengWei headed to the Indoor Stadium to cover an event for Sammi Cheng. YongJin, Kewei and I went to Suntec to meet Shiyuen as well as for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Slacked/emo-ed until ChengWei was ready to meet us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After that, ChengWei, YongJin, Shiyuen and i went to Holland's Coffee Club to have a supper which included, Piaelle, Mushroom Crepe, Beef with something sandwich, Muddy mudpie and a glass of drink each. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Super full after that, and we went to Shiyuen's hse as YongJin wanted to get something from her. Bid farewell to her after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to ChengWei's hse to ton for the night. Really bored at first. However, YongJin suggested playing some card games with forfeit involved, and we got super high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The forfeit was to pluck the loser's leg hair. Played Uno and ChengWei lost. Therefore, he had to pluck 6 of his leg hairs, 3 for me, 3 for yongjin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After that, we played Dai Di. ChengWei lost again and this time, his forfeit was to call someone randomly from his contacts and sms her an "I Love You" message. LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Next, we played blackjack with our leg hair as the stake involved. Played a total of 4 rounds. ChengWei and YongJin lost 2 leg hair each. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Before the last round, where ChengWei was the dealer, yongjin and i "pa kat". We increased the stake to 5 hairs each. Meaning, ChengWei, the dealer has to pluck 30 leg hair if the both of us got 2 Aces each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-While dealing the 1st card to both me and yongjin, we both got Aces. ChengWei was damn shocked and tried to call off the game. How lucky can we get?! LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-But we managed to get him to continue. Yongjin received a blackjack but i dint. Soon, i realised that i was battling for 5 cards with the value no more than 21 points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-True enough, i got 17points. YongJin, me and especially ChengWei couldnt believe it! It meant that ChengWei had to pluck 20 leg hairs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-This was so hilarious that YongJin and i laughed till we ached all over our bodies. And ChengWei eventually did pluck 20 of his leg hair, making him quite bald in certain part of his leg. ROTFLMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Finished the leg hair thingy and started camwhoring with yongjin. It seems that camwhoring at chengwei's hse and with his macbook is becoming addictive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A few of the pics are attached. LMAO, wad a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RxEXve0XYLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/mp89VOj16YM/s1600-h/Photo+81.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RxEXve0XYLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/mp89VOj16YM/s320/Photo+81.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120900355790954674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RxEX9e0XYMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/2eec1lUI_lc/s1600-h/Photo+77.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RxEX9e0XYMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/2eec1lUI_lc/s320/Photo+77.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120900596309123266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RxEYKe0XYNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/zroOepOs7Uc/s1600-h/Photo+76.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RxEYKe0XYNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/zroOepOs7Uc/s320/Photo+76.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120900819647422674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RxEYU-0XYOI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Fxnp4EIIJ_Y/s1600-h/Photo+68.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RxEYU-0XYOI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Fxnp4EIIJ_Y/s320/Photo+68.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120901000036049122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RxEYf-0XYPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/A1lmKkW3hxI/s1600-h/Photo+60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RxEYf-0XYPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/A1lmKkW3hxI/s320/Photo+60.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120901189014610162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RxEYqO0XYQI/AAAAAAAAABE/osaQvH9JxeY/s1600-h/Photo+59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RxEYqO0XYQI/AAAAAAAAABE/osaQvH9JxeY/s320/Photo+59.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120901365108269314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RxEYy-0XYRI/AAAAAAAAABM/er_pX2oLBXY/s1600-h/Photo+63.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RxEYy-0XYRI/AAAAAAAAABM/er_pX2oLBXY/s320/Photo+63.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120901515432124690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-3295248880055056459?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/3295248880055056459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=3295248880055056459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3295248880055056459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3295248880055056459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/10/super-funny-day.html' title='Super funny day'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p8H2hTg-fgU/RxEXve0XYLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/mp89VOj16YM/s72-c/Photo+81.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-5751554450361976007</id><published>2007-10-12T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T00:51:03.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Timothy's Bdae + Santa Chengwei</title><content type='html'>-Really happy today. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Attachment wise, getting more used to everything. It's good news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Enjoying working at Maersk more and more, i guess. Had dept lunch, KFC, today. Seems like my current manager, Shirley, is leaving us on the 22nd. Well, i'd only be sticking with the new manager for 9 days max. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ended work at 1730hrs. Went to HR dept to enquire bout "leave in due" for Hari Raya. However, Michelle wasnt around. Too bad then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to Holland V for Timothy's bdae celebration. Was the earliest, reached at 1800hrs-_-'''. The rest arrived around an hour later. All without a sense of punctuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went for tsi char at the food centre nearby. Pple present included Chengwei, yongjin, shengbao&amp;girlfren, Kewei, Benji, and bdae boy Timothy. Meal included some alcohol marinated ribs, sotong, stingray, vege, tofu etc... Was really a very enjoyable dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Walked towards Coffee Club to find Shiyuen. Sinned there. Shared a mud pie and calamari with the rest, and had a glass of iced mocha vanilla, with xtra chocolate=((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Was really full by then. headed towards chengwei's place. Camwhored, got super high at his place, espeically me. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chengwei was so dear tonight. He was santa to me. Gave me a Rip Curl jeans worth $150, a billabong chain to hang around my jeans to its pocket, a Rip Curl tag/keychain, a limited edition Halo 3 jacket, lots of photo-shots in his MacBook and a shot in his instant camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wahaha! thanks Santa Cheng Wei=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wee! I'm lovin' it! Lovin' everything, my frens, work, and my life. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-P.S. Elaine in reading, please dun pang seh tmr. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The pics we took can be found in my frenster/facebook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-5751554450361976007?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/5751554450361976007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=5751554450361976007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/5751554450361976007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/5751554450361976007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/10/timothys-bdae-santa-chengwei.html' title='Timothy&apos;s Bdae + Santa Chengwei'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-9142329175408842928</id><published>2007-10-09T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T18:05:57.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Love</title><content type='html'>-I am deeply in love... with my pantry's Milo. Simply the world's best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-9142329175408842928?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/9142329175408842928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=9142329175408842928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/9142329175408842928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/9142329175408842928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/10/in-love.html' title='In Love'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-7588418097840333765</id><published>2007-10-07T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T20:29:08.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broke!</title><content type='html'>-Was really desperate for a new bag after yj nagged us into buying a bag for his bdae. And as a result, he sorta brainwashed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I currently possess a "burglar bag", which actually looked like a punching bag. The bag is around 1 and a half years old. The exterior condition of it looks okayy, but the interior, well, it's a different thing altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The zip of my bag is spoilt, my bag kinda smells cos of all the junk i'd place inside everytime. LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Therefore, i decided to get one of the bag which yj was desperate for. It was called the Crumpler Complete Seed. (Check out http://crumpler.com.sg, for their website is really interesting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-This afternoon, i was informed by my dear sister that queensway shopping centre actually sells the bag i wanted. As she was so 'dear', i took her words seriously, and asked 2 of my frens to go along with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And wtf man, i was tricked by my very own sister! It was a complete waste of time and a wasted trip made. However, i bought a bottle of Gatsby Moving Rubber from a shop over there, and saved around $1.30. (U.P $8.80)=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So, chee how and i went to Paragon in search for my Complete Seed. There wasn't any colors which i liked. And i was told that Heeren has got what i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Walked to Heeren, and saw a variety of bags there. Immediately saw what i need, made payment and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to PS for some arcade action after that. Went home to catch Hulk, the movie. And i decided to end the show myself in advance, cos i think it's crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm now officially broke. In addition, i gave my parents $100 each, because i'm such a 孝顺 son. And erh... Looking towards to my next pay and of course Hari Raya! =X&lt;br /&gt;sian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lastly, i pissed off right now cos Arsenal is drawing 2-2 with the insignificant Sunderland. )&amp;#^%&amp;^%#(^!$@!@!!! damn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-7588418097840333765?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/7588418097840333765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=7588418097840333765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/7588418097840333765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/7588418097840333765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/10/broke.html' title='Broke!'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-8529992779931657784</id><published>2007-10-06T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T00:36:04.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing work alone_Resident Evil Movie</title><content type='html'>-Had to be on my own for work for today and for the rest of my 3 weeks in Documentation dept. Cos my shi fu has left, and i'd have to take over her job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Interestingly or rather, ironically, i was gettin the hang of the work even when working alone. It was quite a busy morning. Until around 11.45am. While trying to reply a cust's email, there was a total black out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I was startled for 2 seconds, and moans were heard everywhere. I found this really, really hilarious, but dint want to LOL for fear of gettin blacklisted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So w/o anything to do, i had an early lunch back at home. I was laughing so hard when i told my mum about the black out. Up till now, i'm still laughing.. WHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went back to the office at around 1.30pm. The system was still down. Nothing much to do. Read the papers, checked up on new movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At around 2.15pm, the systems were up and runnin' again. What does tt imply? More work! Damn! Suddenly, all the emails got to me all at once. Faxes, ESI, invoices, manifest, Scorecard - pulling reports! Like wth?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Managed to finished work at 5.20pm.. supposedly 5pm. -_-'''... My supervisor Shirley, whom i thot wasnt frendly, well... i think she's a good boss leh. haha, my view changed le. She really is not bad lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Then when i was about to go home, this old lady, Alice Gan, stopped me! OMGZX!!! It seems that i no longer have to help them pull the Documentation/Export Handling report, and clear their pending trays in GCSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Alice dint noe how to do it. and she bugged me until 5.45pm... Zzzzzz.. I was like, "the hell...", but out of respect, i had no choice but to help her. Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Met the army zhais at Great World at 8pm. Had wanted to watch Resident Evil. Bought the 9.45pm slot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Had Kenny Roger's for dinner. Suckiest meal of the day. My mum cooks better lor, even though i often tell my bro that mum's cooking was NFFHC (Not fit for human consumption). Lmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Resident Evil was kinda scary. "Zombified blood hounds", hungry undeads, crows feeding on zombie corpses, the settings of the project Alice and T-virus with all the dead zombies pierced thru some poles, even Tokyo subway got infected. Rotfl! Damn Bloody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Army zhai told me tt he realised that the army camp was still the safest place to seek refuge if the world was really infested with the undeads. lmao, i trully agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-when i went home, i passed by the constrution site. Dark and gloomy, it made me thought of the scene of the bloody lab in resident evil, and i was damn scared! I walked as fast as i could, and felt safer at the doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Call me weak u may, but watch the movie at a late night, before walking home, we shall see if yr scared. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-That's all folks! Black-out! WAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-8529992779931657784?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/8529992779931657784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=8529992779931657784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/8529992779931657784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/8529992779931657784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/10/doing-work-aloneresident-evil-movie.html' title='Doing work alone_Resident Evil Movie'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-3639401607297382587</id><published>2007-09-29T23:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T00:02:41.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perks of being a Media Student + Happy Bdae to the tiger</title><content type='html'>-This post is done to show my envy towards Cheng Wei, a media student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kicked start the day meeting cheng wei, who was late as usual, at Central Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At around 1.40pm, we went to Lunar Bar as CW had to cover an event of Kelly Poon, and her new album, which was gg to break into the Taiwan market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And bcos he was from the media, we got special VIP treatment. CW got a "goodie bag" which contained Kelly's latest album (which included alot of Kelly's pic that was damn cute and sexy), a pic of Kelly, her life as a singer, a Kelly Poon's T-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-OMGZX, Kelly is damn cute in person also lah! I think she's gg to be the only female singer that i like. But i think this is just tempo bah. Cos i met her in person. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After tt event, i realised tt CW was leading such a blessed life as a media student. I should have worked harder for my English during the O lvls, and picked Mass Comm as my course lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-CW and YJ came to my hse after tt, ripped all the songs of Kelly's album. And CW gave me the 'Kelly T-shirt'. Wahaha.. thanks man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Met the army zhai(s) and went to Tanch's bdae at Marina South. Kinda tired of the food there after a while, but anyway, Happy Bdae to tanch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Going to Escape tmr. And monday gt work again.. SIAN! Anyway, whoever wants kelly's songs can ask me for it. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-3639401607297382587?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/3639401607297382587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=3639401607297382587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3639401607297382587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3639401607297382587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/09/perks-of-being-media-student-happy-bdae.html' title='Perks of being a Media Student + Happy Bdae to the tiger'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-4397680836683414246</id><published>2007-09-29T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T00:19:46.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorable Friday</title><content type='html'>-Today is one of the most memorable fridays of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After lunch today, i went back to the office to continue with the attachment with Jerry. There was a colleague, Jill beside us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At around 3 to 3.30pm, Jill was in a phone conversation with someone from another dept. It seems tt Jill needed help from the other party on the phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-However, tt person did not wish to extend his/her help. According to my other colleauges, it seems that the person told Jill tt this wasn't his/her problem, and told Jill to keep him/her out of this bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Den the most surprising thing happened. I heard sobs. Before tt, i saw 2 colleagues comforting Jill, and i knew something "major" has happened. Jerry asked me if Jill was crying, as i was in a better position to see wad has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yes, she was. And the crying got worse. At around 3.45pm, she cried damn loudly. I was beside her only! OMGZX, how can this kinda thing happen to an intern? I super, duper awkward in there lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So, i ended work at 5pm. Met Jun Heng at BM mac... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Met Cheng Wei at Kallang MRT. He had an invitation to the official opening of Brewerks, a German pub/bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We took a cab at Kallang Bus Interchange. Flagged for this taxi-driver who was gg to pump petrol for his cab. He told us to wait for his filling up of his petrol. However, we were in great hurry, and decided to ask the cab in front if he could bring us there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The former saw that and told us tt he didnt want our business anymore, he told us to get another cab since we didnt want his. -_-'''.. Chee Bye cab driver. Attitude problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So 好不容易 found another cab. This driver very talkative. OMGZX, dowan to tok about the details. Cheng Wei cannot stand him. I want to armh chio, but dun dare. lmao! really damn funny lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He dropped us outside the stadium, at the main road.. must walk so long inside to Brewerks. Fuck! He told us Indoor Stadium would be jammed, and he had to end his shift soon. Wtf lorh, where got jam? dowan to bring say so lah.. talk so much cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So in Brewerks, we had a buffet dinner. Not nice leh... Brewerks was offering free flow of alcohol and drinks on the house. I ordered Orange Juice, Shirley Temple (Not bad, but a little too sweet), and Gunner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Emo-ed at Kallang River, together with my Gunner. After tt, i stole the cup! LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to find Yong Jin at Esplanade. Had drinks at his working place, with cheng wei treating. =)). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Woah! Cheng Wei a lot of this kinda event lobang de. DAMN GOOD LAH! tmr is the Kelly Pan Jia Li event. And we're gg. Hopefully can take pics with the Project Superstar season 1 female champ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Damn zhai lah today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-4397680836683414246?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/4397680836683414246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=4397680836683414246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/4397680836683414246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/4397680836683414246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/09/memorable-friday.html' title='Memorable Friday'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-286003209822159080</id><published>2007-09-23T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T11:49:36.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry</title><content type='html'>-Met paul, wf and yj at Bugis. They were chattin' with their friends at the Polar booth sellin' mooncakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Walked around Bugis Junction after tt, trying to find a suitable restaurant for dinner. Couldn't decide on Seoul Garden, Sakae, and Siam Kitchen. Finally decided on ”天天火锅", which is 一点都不好吃。cw met us ltr and joined us for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-They went back to Polar and wf decided to buy the mooncakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to PS for the movie, "I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry". There weren't much tickets left, and Paul, me and cw had to take the 1st row. As there was still quite some time left, the 3 of us + yj went to Spotlight, trying to find a place to camwhore. (zzz, 4 guys camwhoring, how gay is tt?) Couldnt find any suitable places and we could oni use the "Barney" ??? for the background. lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sadly, the seats in the cinema didn't do us any good. However, tt show made me laugh until i nearly got cramp in my stomach. So it was quite worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Managed to get aboard the last bus, and i'm d/ling the movie right now. Interested parties can contact me. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-286003209822159080?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/286003209822159080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=286003209822159080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/286003209822159080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/286003209822159080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-now-pronounce-you-chuck-and-larry.html' title='I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-6525907208098803438</id><published>2007-09-17T14:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T14:21:38.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAIZ!</title><content type='html'>OMG, my attachment is so slack, i'm blogging during office hours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-6525907208098803438?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/6525907208098803438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=6525907208098803438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6525907208098803438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6525907208098803438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/09/haiz.html' title='HAIZ!'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-2220779699659708375</id><published>2007-09-09T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T21:51:28.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of Philips Carnival Sale</title><content type='html'>-Last day of the Carnival Sale. As usual, a super relax job.. so sians&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sit around the info, watch the crowd come in and out. Went to the different booth. Helped my dad and his colleague do some invoice arrangement since i'm so free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Den went to have some fruit juice + cakes (free sample from the blender/rice cooker booth). I'm filled with awe! One of the Philips rice cooker can perform a number of different cooking methods. Imagine a rice cooker baking cake. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The cake quite nice. I went back to slack at my original info. counter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Time passed and my job ended with collecting back unused plastic bags. -_-''' The toughest job ever! Each bag of plastic bags weigh 25kg. And there's over 10 bags! wtf! Carried until my arms are soring lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-But got my pay le. Very good paying leh this job. $130 for 2 days. Breakfast, lunch, high tea, dinner all provided. And my job is to only bring the plastic bags back to the showroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The only sians thing is tt i'm damn tired. But who isn't? And i've to work tmr! Arghhhhh!!! SIANS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Attachment week 2, gg to be damn busy. Wah, i gg to miss the studying part of the attachment. And i havent do the weekly report. -_-'' Too tired le.. maybe tmr at the office do report + study at the same time, since ng thiam chye asked me to submit via office email. SIANS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-2220779699659708375?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/2220779699659708375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=2220779699659708375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/2220779699659708375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/2220779699659708375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/09/last-day-of-philips-carnival-sale.html' title='Last Day of Philips Carnival Sale'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-6071243485629819064</id><published>2007-09-08T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T23:31:24.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Philips Carnival Sale Day 1</title><content type='html'>-Went for work at the Philips Carnival Sale today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My job damn slack. Dun need to do anything de.. Just sit down and look at the crowd. Breakfast, lunch and high tea provided somemore.. So nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Quite enjoyable. Tmr is last day liao. Last day tmr. Going to get my pay =)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And the carnival sale alot of chio bu also. Woah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After working, went to Tiong CC for bball, had supper at tiong market, went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Now damn tired.. Haizzz.. Monday must work again le. SIANZ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-6071243485629819064?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/6071243485629819064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=6071243485629819064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6071243485629819064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6071243485629819064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/09/philips-carnival-sale-day-1.html' title='Philips Carnival Sale Day 1'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-3996682348224252490</id><published>2007-09-05T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T16:54:05.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggin' while workin'</title><content type='html'>-Pls refer to http://lm3l02.blogspot.com/ for my posts for my attachment. This blog will not include my life as an intern cos it'll bring sad memories for me. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-3996682348224252490?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/3996682348224252490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=3996682348224252490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3996682348224252490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3996682348224252490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/09/bloggin-while-workin.html' title='Bloggin&apos; while workin&apos;'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-9173747807432313820</id><published>2007-09-03T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T21:34:59.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of work</title><content type='html'>-Sian, 1st day of work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Had orientation at the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Crazy de, the company big until i nothing to say. At least 100 pple in my dept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1st day of work watch video. -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-super lost arh! supposed to get the desk phone number, personal + shared email, but i got nothing sia! -_-'''. tmr must go take from the person le. sians, so stress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Still must go back and watch video tmr. Wakao. pls find something for me to do lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-But the perk is tt, i work lesser than others. Fri even better, 9am to 5pm. =D. But sux de lor, COMPULSORY to wear tie every day! wth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pls let me get past these 5 months easily and peacefully, with super good grades. =DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-9173747807432313820?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/9173747807432313820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=9173747807432313820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/9173747807432313820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/9173747807432313820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/09/1st-day-of-work.html' title='1st day of work'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-3235324453562294916</id><published>2007-09-01T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T17:00:02.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated Bdae to Cheng Wei</title><content type='html'>31/8&lt;br /&gt;-Woots, it's chengwei's 19th bdae. Yongjin &amp; i met @ Holland Rd at around 6.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Celebrated cw's bdae at Essential Brew. The food there was so-so nia, yet still so ex, kanasai one. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Both me and yj felt damn awkward in there. Cos dunno the pple in there well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to Eski Bar(Holland Rd) after tt at around 11pm with Ben Chua, Kewei, Shiyuen, yj, cw and timothy. There were 2 really cute waitresses dressed in the eskimo suit. W_W&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-As i dont drink, i ordered an bottle of mineral water which cost me $8.40. -_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yj, who was damn bored, played with the candles. One of the cute waitress was really annoyed with him. Yj damn sad loh, no chance with the waitress le. The waitresses were mine! Wahaha=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Shiyuen, got drunk again... She kept stressing tt she wasnt drunk, which was like damn untrue. She walked openly on the road, with a bus approaching her. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sent her home and went to cw's hse to ton. Played with his Nitendo DS. Crap loh, there's this game, damn nice. But got one stage i cant complete. )(#&amp;$*)&amp;#*%^!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Finally, Happy Belated Bdae to CW.. I'm gg Queensway le. Byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-3235324453562294916?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/3235324453562294916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=3235324453562294916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3235324453562294916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3235324453562294916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-belated-bdae-to-cheng-wei.html' title='Happy Belated Bdae to Cheng Wei'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-3641838818716546696</id><published>2007-08-30T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T19:47:32.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Chalet, 28/08/07 - 30/08/07</title><content type='html'>28/8&lt;br /&gt;-Went for the attatchment briefing in LT 24. Confirmed the details etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Met Ivan at 3pm to check into the chalet @ Downtown East. Elaine and Siew Sia went to meet us and we went for dinner after tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bought instant noodles and some bbq stuff after dinner. Weiyan met us after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Next, everyone went crazy! We cam-whored, and the girls addressed me as daddy. Lmao! wth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Seeyong went to visit us at around midnite. He brought along his PS2. Fuck lor, Pasir Ris de chalet cheat money de. Their ports behind the TV set cannot detect the console! zzz. Seeyong went home after the rest of us fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29/8&lt;br /&gt;-Woke up and had breakfast at BK. Siew Sia went for her attatchment interview while the rest of us slacked @ the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The 4 of us went to Wild Wild Wet at 1pm. Damn fun. Went for the 'group float ride aka Ular lah', the 'cycle around the track', and 'tt sliding ramp'. The sliding ramp was thrilling and damn enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We spent the rest of the time at the rest of the wet park, until around 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Had lunch and prepared for the bbq at around 7pm. The rest of the grp(Daniel, Victor, Seeyong) came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dinner/bbq included marinated chicken wings, hotdogs(taiwanese/western), satays, otah, crab meat, hash brown, meat balls etc. The bbq was quite an enjoyable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Walked around downtown east till 1am. Slept at 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30/8&lt;br /&gt;-Woke up at 8.45am, thanks to weiyan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cleaned up and checked out at 10am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to Tampines Mall and had lunch there. Watched Ratatouille, which i thot was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Found out my job scope:&lt;br /&gt;Company: Maersk Singapore Pte Ltd&lt;br /&gt;Student Name: YONG YONG KANG&lt;br /&gt;Supervisor: Tan Eng Soon &lt;br /&gt;Designation (Department): Customer Service&lt;br /&gt;Tel: 6318****&lt;br /&gt;Liaison Officer (LO): Ng Thiam Chye&lt;br /&gt;LO Tel: 6460**** &lt;br /&gt;LO Email: ********&lt;br /&gt;Alternate LO: Lee Heng Tak &lt;br /&gt;Alt LO Tel: 6460**** &lt;br /&gt;Alt LO Email: ********&lt;br /&gt;Project Title: Students will be rotated to the following areas: 1. Booking - one month2. Documentation - one month3. Coordination - two months4. Counter - two weeks5. Call Centre - two weeks&lt;br /&gt;Duration: 3 Sep 2007 - 2 Feb 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-@_@. Seems very sian right? Haiz, hope can get on with the attatchment smoothly. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-3641838818716546696?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/3641838818716546696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=3641838818716546696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3641838818716546696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/3641838818716546696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/08/class-chalet-280807-300807.html' title='Class Chalet, 28/08/07 - 30/08/07'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-7953510288907052686</id><published>2007-08-25T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T22:28:01.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escape Outing</title><content type='html'>-Was late when i met chee how at Outram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Met his classmates at White Sands Shopping Centre, where they were eatin' lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to Escape after tt, sians broke le!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lols, i damn scared of Escape's Haunted House lah! I grabbed Chee How's hand, while one of her female classmate grabbed mine. It was quite hilarious inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Screams were heard everything, and chee how told us to just get out of the haunted house. I tried to, but the 2 girls behind me were all grabbing me and didnt want to move! They damn scared oso! lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Den during go-kart, chee how overtook me in the final round, near the destination. But too bad, i am a 车神，unlike chengwei, who's a 宅男. Lmao! And i still won, no kick (Reminds me of Initial D, where Jay Chou won Edison Chen at the last curve!) lols! I made a lot of noise with my vehicle, with carbon monoxide emitting from the exhaust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chee how who was behind me felt like killing me, cos i let him smell all the monoxide! lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At the mrt, the girls damn open-minded. They tok about boobs, virginity etc in front of me. And i barely knew them! Wtf can? lmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And Shawn from Campus Superstar win ar? Wth lah, he dun have a superstar's X-Factor. Benjamin should have won loh, kayu de!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Signing off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-7953510288907052686?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/7953510288907052686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=7953510288907052686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/7953510288907052686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/7953510288907052686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/08/escape-outing.html' title='Escape Outing'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-1776331889287136476</id><published>2007-08-24T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T17:26:10.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Holiday Starts!</title><content type='html'>-Yay! This is what i've been waiting for, for the past 2 months! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No more exam stress! No more proj stress! It's all fun and joy from now onwards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-But 3rd Sep attatchment le, dunno whether i'm lookin' forward to it or not. Will let u guys noe in a few weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Haiz, poly years are gonna be over in just a blink of the eye. 3 years passed so quickly! I'm always thinking about the days after my O levels! *Sigh* Those were the days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Happy Belated Bdae/Bdae to my classmates Victor, Ivan, and Daniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And happy belated bdae to my dear mum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anyone who's free pls jio me out b4 3rd Sep arrive! I dun mind clubbing, but no drunkards pls! Rotflmao! Tata for now^^.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-1776331889287136476?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/1776331889287136476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=1776331889287136476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1776331889287136476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1776331889287136476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-holidays-start.html' title='My Holiday Starts!'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-1835366895180307043</id><published>2007-08-23T14:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T14:55:02.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Million Smiles!</title><content type='html'>-It is confirmed! Maersk! Woots!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And my prom nite's venue has been changed back to conrad! Double Woots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tmr is my last paper! Thriple Woots!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-YAY, I'm on cloud 9. Nothing can make me upset today. =DDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-1835366895180307043?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/1835366895180307043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=1835366895180307043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1835366895180307043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1835366895180307043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/08/million-smiles.html' title='A Million Smiles!'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-6855822195335858054</id><published>2007-08-23T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T12:51:29.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HERE I COME!</title><content type='html'>-With regards to the post i published ytd, i take back my words. No more feeling moodless le! WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Because Maersk pple called me! OMFG, i've been worrying bout tis for damn long lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Firstly, i received a missed call + voice msg from Ms ???(Most likely my supervisor).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The voice message's contents,&lt;br /&gt; "Hi, Yong Kang. I'm Ms. ??? calling from Maersk. This is regarding the internship &lt;br /&gt;  in September. Could u please call me back later. Thank you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I was like, am i dreaming? I shouted to my mum and sis. Damn happy lah! omg!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I tried calling back, but nobody answered. My sis said it's lunch hour now, for goodness sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-But what if Ms. ??? called to tell me i've not been shortlisted? I'll cry lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Please, dun let me 空欢喜一场。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Maersk, if there's nothing hindering between us, HERE I COME!^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-6855822195335858054?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/6855822195335858054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=6855822195335858054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6855822195335858054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/6855822195335858054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/08/here-i-come.html' title='HERE I COME!'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-5262923304360380983</id><published>2007-08-23T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T00:57:12.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moodless</title><content type='html'>-I feel numb + moodless right now. This just isn't what i want!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-5262923304360380983?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/5262923304360380983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=5262923304360380983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/5262923304360380983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/5262923304360380983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/08/moodless.html' title='Moodless'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-1652721177217316724</id><published>2007-08-20T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T21:45:42.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trouble for last paper</title><content type='html'>-Wakao, what the fuck! Getting tips for the last paper so troublesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Why cant they just confirm the tips lah?! Chee ByE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-1652721177217316724?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/1652721177217316724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=1652721177217316724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1652721177217316724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/1652721177217316724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/08/trouble-for-last-paper.html' title='Trouble for last paper'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2560382732730213608.post-4134226478947762015</id><published>2007-08-17T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T22:40:06.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Movie</title><content type='html'>-Woots, 1 paper down, 2 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chiong-ed last minute revision below canteen 1. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The exam was, well, okay~, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And i came to realise something. Chengwei is not as honest as he seems! He says he's no clubber, and that is all false! He went clubbing with his frens and has lost his moral values!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-WHERE ARE YR MORAL VALUES CHENGWEI?! Lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Accompanied Lisa to Plaza Sing's Carrefour. But both of us had a free complimentary screening ticket each for the movie, "The Home Song Stories". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I think the movie's plot is good, but the scenes make me Zzzzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After the movie, bought the British Takeaway's Curry Chicken with cheese. 1st few bites damn nice, after tt wanna puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Gonna chiong for my monday paper soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Many might be tired of my "Maersk issue", but pls let moi get into Maersk! And my 999 million bucks is going to come true sooonnnnnn. =DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2560382732730213608-4134226478947762015?l=y0ngkang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/feeds/4134226478947762015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2560382732730213608&amp;postID=4134226478947762015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/4134226478947762015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2560382732730213608/posts/default/4134226478947762015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://y0ngkang.blogspot.com/2007/08/free-movie.html' title='Free Movie'/><author><name>y0ngKang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05201276769418646451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
