<?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-3725973795506032845</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:23:33.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[B+]'s Memories</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>be_plus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08017246573914731216</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>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3725973795506032845.post-7227067670863514212</id><published>2008-10-10T19:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T20:17:49.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NS Life</title><content type='html'>Well.. Its had been years seem I have updated.. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to cos SOME PEOPLE sort of complain.. = P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a lot to say but I think I will keep this really short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enlisted BMTC on 9th July 2008, got out of training after 2 weeks by the 2pid MO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that he ever give me a choice and he bluff me. I still hate ppl tt don't keep promises. = /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. So I am posted to a camp to be trained as technician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do is quite cool but I can't evaluate here.. U all know my number (The 9856.... de la!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I can say is I have a 99% chance to be posted to Brunei on 09/09/2009 for 9 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pay is 4 times of what I am taking monthly now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool huh?! Unless I fail my medical which I am not going to do so again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still enjoying life as single even though I got someone (Same girl as previous post) I like. = P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My NS friends always tease me saying if I manage to save a girl from falling on my way home and we fall in love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tt movie sort of plot.. There do I still which to go to Brunei?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I don't have the ans now. For now, the girl have to be a least worth 1.6K (Oversea Pay) x 10 (Number of months). = D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz.. OK.. I stop here.. Happy weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725973795506032845-7227067670863514212?l=b-log-plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/feeds/7227067670863514212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725973795506032845&amp;postID=7227067670863514212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/7227067670863514212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/7227067670863514212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/2008/10/ns-life.html' title='NS Life'/><author><name>be_plus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08017246573914731216</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-3725973795506032845.post-1394680235608837264</id><published>2008-07-05T18:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:21:33.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of You (Teresa Teng)</title><content type='html'>Getting more and more lazy to blog. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;enlisting on 9th July.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here to share a old song.. In fact, a more than 900 years old poem. = /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like like this song cos its lyrics is very meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;但願人長久 (鄧麗君)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1xcxCv06tXk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1xcxCv06tXk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thinking of You (Teresa Teng)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will the moon be clear and bright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a cup of wine in my hand, I ask the blue sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what season it would be in the heavens on this night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to ride the wind to fly home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I fear the crystal and jade mansions are much too high and cold for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing with my moon-lit shadow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does not seem like the human world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon rounds the red mansion Stoops to silk-pad doors,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shines upon the sleepless Bearing no grudge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does the moon tend to be full when people are apart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People may have sorrow or joy, be near or far apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon may be dim or bright, wax or wane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been going on since the beginning of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we all be blessed with longevity Though far apart, we are still able to share the beauty of the moon together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----End-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yung Lin should sing this song too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since, her Cristian name is Teresa Teng too. = D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then, I will fall in love for her. Hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok.. Here comes all my crap again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better stop here. Have a nice coming week ahead! = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725973795506032845-1394680235608837264?l=b-log-plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/feeds/1394680235608837264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725973795506032845&amp;postID=1394680235608837264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/1394680235608837264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/1394680235608837264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/2008/07/thinking-of-you-teresa-teng.html' title='Thinking of You (Teresa Teng)'/><author><name>be_plus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08017246573914731216</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-3725973795506032845.post-3214209681362921575</id><published>2008-05-27T17:53:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T19:15:35.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Love</title><content type='html'>Happy Tuesday! = P I am here to share a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard it in Chinese on FM 933.. Well.. I have to do the translation again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once there were a couple, the girl was beautiful and the guy was quite normal looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They often talk on the phone to share their daily event during days where they cannot meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often.. In fact always, during the end to their phone conversation the guy will let the girl to put down the phone first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days went by when the girl got bored, she wish for a better looking guy to be together with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She broke up with the guy and soon, she went into another relationship with a handsome guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They too talk on the phone but often, at the end of their conversation the guy will    put down first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl felt something was missing but she never voice up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days went by until one day the had a huge dispute and the handsome guy left her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't feel sad as expected but was disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She decided to make a call to the normal looking guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During their conversation, the girl asked why he often let her hang up first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy, "Because if she still had anything to say, she could be able to say it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl, "But the last to put down will feel disappointed every time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy, "Yes. But as long as I know u will be happy, everything is worth it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl was so touched that tear dropped down for her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She finally understand that if a guy can't even listen to her finish what she want to said, do the guy really love her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;-THE END-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't translate it very well but I hope you all can still understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here come the fun part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;How many times I put down the phone last? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;If the other party was a girl, always. If its a guy, quite often. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;LOL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(I know I am bias)  = D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;How many times I put down at the same time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Err.. Only Kristal I think (She must be proud of it), the stubborn girl insisted. Hahaz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;How many times I put down first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Except when I am pissed off. Erm.. Wei Jie know it very well (We are still best friends).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The only person (girl) I wish to put down the phone last for her forever is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(Highlight below to view)&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You shouldn't be so KAPO! Wahaha! Those that is suppose to know will know. = P Have a nice day ahead though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725973795506032845-3214209681362921575?l=b-log-plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/feeds/3214209681362921575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725973795506032845&amp;postID=3214209681362921575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/3214209681362921575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/3214209681362921575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/2008/05/true-love.html' title='True Love'/><author><name>be_plus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08017246573914731216</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-3725973795506032845.post-8795491880175094053</id><published>2008-05-08T12:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T17:52:29.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Qing Ge Huang</title><content type='html'>Hey! Sorry for the inactivity of my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My internet had been faulty plus I had been buzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here to fulfill Odin wish; for me to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to my laziness to type, I will jus share with u all a song. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There 2 parts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qin Ge Huang Part 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ORWSeZY4j1s&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ORWSeZY4j1s&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qin Ge Huang Part 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fm0POBZsZVQ&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fm0POBZsZVQ&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice huh?! Nice MV with nice story line and beautiful girl. = P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725973795506032845-8795491880175094053?l=b-log-plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/feeds/8795491880175094053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725973795506032845&amp;postID=8795491880175094053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/8795491880175094053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/8795491880175094053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/2008/05/qing-ge-huang.html' title='Qing Ge Huang'/><author><name>be_plus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08017246573914731216</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-3725973795506032845.post-8053603898095657341</id><published>2008-02-22T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T10:47:39.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FORGIVING</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;MR ANG WEI JIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DELETED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself tis question,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Wat if one day he is no longer around?''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''I will cry.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not tt I am gay la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat else can I wish for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had been best friends almost 8 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have change the title of tis post to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FORGIVING&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With tis I will forgive anything or anyone tt done anything to me in the past. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;/p.i.c.a.r.d.&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725973795506032845-8053603898095657341?l=b-log-plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/feeds/8053603898095657341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725973795506032845&amp;postID=8053603898095657341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/8053603898095657341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/8053603898095657341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/2008/02/mr-ang-wei-jie.html' title='FORGIVING'/><author><name>be_plus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08017246573914731216</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-3725973795506032845.post-893012073167822853</id><published>2008-01-18T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T12:48:51.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dream day!</title><content type='html'>Its weekend! Today, had been an exhausting one but had been also a wonderful one. One tt I can one normally dream of. Well.. You will find out if you read till the end. Hehez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I jus came back from basketball. At last, I am playing like the usual me again. With determination, concentration and fitness. Had been glad to be able to make jump shots again, get myself into the red box and explode with power. = ) Except for the part where the guys backout after see Wei Jian on the court. He is a basketball legend and national player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before all of tt, I went to take Napfa. Got Sliver for it. Still have a lot of work to do to improve on my stamina. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Here comes the most intresting part.. Hahaz. I saw my dream girl! = D She is my Napfa tester, probably year 2. She not tt type of girls tt will catch all guys attention. Rather her look is normal but I think she a really beautiful. LOL! I will not put it love at first sight but I really like her. Well.. I didn't ask for her number, the only thing she know is I want get Sliver. Hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it a wonderful start for a weekend?! Having to totally sweat out and meeting my dream girl. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Law of Attraction, I will be able to meet her again and this time I am going to ask for her number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; = P&lt;/span&gt; Nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725973795506032845-893012073167822853?l=b-log-plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/feeds/893012073167822853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725973795506032845&amp;postID=893012073167822853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/893012073167822853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/893012073167822853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-dream-day.html' title='My dream day!'/><author><name>be_plus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08017246573914731216</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-3725973795506032845.post-7208821926941674854</id><published>2008-01-17T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T15:43:29.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating well and keeping fit..</title><content type='html'>Its Thursday, weekend is down the corner! = ) I skip class again after suffering from the after effect of running.. = X I guess the morning jog twice a week won't work. I am not being lazy! I decided to change it to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;eating well and keeping fit&lt;/span&gt; instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. I have been eating a lot more recently. Having the fact of 150 sit-ups everyday and quite a few gym sessions, I am not afraid of growing in the wrong direction. In fact, I feel a lot fitter. = ) Continuing I should be able to reach &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my target of 6-packs.&lt;/span&gt; Anyway, not to be worry as I am not one tt like myself being over muscular. I like to be kinda of a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fit and agile type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have some bonus wishes here. I hope to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;remain single this year.&lt;/span&gt; Most of my friends should know tt being at my fittest means no GF and for the fact that I am going army. I am also hoping&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; on temporary jobs in sentosa, pubs or clubs&lt;/span&gt; while waiting for army. Hoping to get new kind of expirences and lots of fun. Lastly, I wish&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; go sentosa this Saturday&lt;/span&gt; for sun tanning and have fun out there. Anyone interested?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725973795506032845-7208821926941674854?l=b-log-plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/feeds/7208821926941674854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725973795506032845&amp;postID=7208821926941674854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/7208821926941674854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/7208821926941674854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/2008/01/eating-well-and-keeping-fit.html' title='Eating well and keeping fit..'/><author><name>be_plus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08017246573914731216</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-3725973795506032845.post-7048151819464951559</id><published>2008-01-12T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T21:04:59.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results!</title><content type='html'>Guys!! I am bored! Well.. Half a semester left and heres my results so far. Highlight to view them. (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Warning: Highlighting means you choose to view them NOT I show them to you&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ISET CT + Viva = &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;AIC Test + CT = &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;B+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;POO CT = &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Biopham CT = &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pham test + CT = &lt;strong&gt;B+&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Petrochem test + CT = &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My results had been good so far. I am hoping to work hard and at least up my GPA a bit. Hopefully, its not too late and I still can get into SMU. I had been rather slack throughout.. = X I still feel grateful though, having the fact tt I have grown a lot internally. = ) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Buddies of the SCBC and true friends are to be mention as well.&lt;/span&gt; = P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;special thank to Bi Xia.&lt;/span&gt; She spare time to give me tips even though she should be buzy with her attachment. Erm.. I treat you and dove candlelight dinner on valentine day, k? Hahaz. Lastly, I should continue to work hard and keep up the results. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I must not slack down or skip classes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725973795506032845-7048151819464951559?l=b-log-plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/feeds/7048151819464951559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725973795506032845&amp;postID=7048151819464951559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/7048151819464951559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/7048151819464951559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/2008/01/results.html' title='Results!'/><author><name>be_plus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08017246573914731216</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-3725973795506032845.post-6502093850683861372</id><published>2008-01-03T19:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T21:00:50.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year! Resolutions..</title><content type='html'>Its the 3rd day of new year.. Jus like fortune guy say, the last two years have not been an easy one, probally the most difficult I have even been through. Well, most importantly, I have also learnt a lot. =D If its really so true, this year and years ahead will be smooth sailing. I will put everything behind and look forward to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;enjoy 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I will start of by wishing all &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A Happy New Year.&lt;/span&gt; Toking about new year, ppl always ask abt new year resolutions and tts what I am here for. Hehez. Erm.. Lets put it in simple, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To complete the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Undone'! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Chim? lol! Well, I realised I got a lot of things undone.. I will be bloging up the 'undone' monthly and updating the progress weekly. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here.. January! Most importantly, I definitely need to complete car lessons to a least getting my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TP booked asap&lt;/span&gt;. I want to drive! Also, have a deal with kelvin to go for individual &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;morning runs&lt;/span&gt; at least twice a week. We will check on each other. =D Will join jeff and zw for gym where possible. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not going to be lazy!&lt;/span&gt; Spenting more time with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e3 guys are as imp.&lt;/span&gt; Guys, I am &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;single&lt;/span&gt; and will have more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a handful to be completed in a month huh?! Well.. Want me out? Hahaz. Girls tt are single, sure go! e3s and poly guys, why not?! Others, please do take a Q number. Err.. Girl tt are attached will be given number 99. =D God! There goes all my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;craps&lt;/span&gt; again.. Erm.. It will never stops and more will be coming this year. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok. I will stop here.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I still got a lot to do for today.. ISET ER, Viva, tutorials and maths final exam to study! Once again, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy New year! Wish all a fruitful year ahead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725973795506032845-6502093850683861372?l=b-log-plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/feeds/6502093850683861372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725973795506032845&amp;postID=6502093850683861372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/6502093850683861372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/6502093850683861372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-resolutions.html' title='Happy New Year! Resolutions..'/><author><name>be_plus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08017246573914731216</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-3725973795506032845.post-4434789655611575014</id><published>2007-09-21T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T14:14:32.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A story to rmb..</title><content type='html'>Its Friday again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is today is the last day of my attachment. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this weekend is nth to be excited abt as I still have to rush to complete my report and ppt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It soon to be over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will miss the people and food there. = /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have rarely time to blog and jus came in to share a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A story tt is orginally in chinese and I translated it for someone not long ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there was a church in England. In is there of course Jesus himself being attached to a cross with a nail and also a doorman. Many people visited the church daily as it will known for helping people fulfill their wish. Day after day, the number of people visiting the church increases. The doorman pity Jesus for having to hear so many people daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the doorman went up to the cross. He said, 'I had been hard for you to listen to so many people all these years and I hope that I will be able to help you in some ways or other.' Suddenly, he heard a whisper in the hall. A low voice replied, ‘Since this in the case, we will exchange role. I will come down to be the doorman and on the other hand, you will take my place but there is only one thing you need to keep in mind. That is on matter what you can only hear and you are not supposed to speak up.’ The doorman thought that the job was easy and accepted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Jesus himself came down from the cross to be the doorman and the doorman disguise himself very similarly to Jesus and take the position on the cross. The doorman with the disguise on look exactly likes Jesus himself and no one ever suspected anything. As before, day after day there will be a lot of people coming. The disguise Jesus to listen to everyone daily and no matter what they said is reasonable or not. He cannot reply anything as promise earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there goes on day after day, week after week until one day, a rich business man came. The business man came, make his wish and left leaving behind his handbag. Fake Jesus wanted to remind him but as promise, he not supposes to speak up. The next person who came in was a poor man and he wished for his whole family to be able to fill their stomach three meal a day. Upon leaving, he saw the bag and when he opens it, inside contains a lot of money. He immediately thanked the god and left with the bag of money. Fake Jesus wanted to stop him but as promise, he not supposes to speak up. After the poor man came a sailor and he wished for his trip to be safe. Suddenly, the business man came in and grabs the sailor demanding him to return his money. The poor sailor who didn’t known anything was shocked. This time fake Jesus spoke up and told the truth. Then, the business man left to take back his bag and the sailor ran off to rush for his ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the real Jesus came in, pointed at the cross and said, ‘Come down! You are not fit to take this place!’ The fake Jesus denied and replied, ‘But.. But.. But I told the truth, what wrong with that?’ Jesus himself then replied, ‘Do you know that the bag of money mean nothing to the rich man? He will spend it all on prostitution. On the other hand, to the poor man, it means he could clear his dept and provide his family a warm place to live in with them able to fill their stomach three meal a day. The guy that is pity the most is the sailor. Do you know if you can let the rich man delay his time for a few minutes more, he could have miss his ship? His ship is now sinking in the middle of the sea.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story tells us people always think and does what they think to be the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will try to change the current situation to what we think to be the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we often forget to cherish what we have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like in the story the fake Jesus thought it would be the best to tell the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story might be very dramatic but it trying to convey a very important massage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is to cherish what we have now rather than try to change it. = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725973795506032845-4434789655611575014?l=b-log-plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/feeds/4434789655611575014/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3725973795506032845.post-942794797409437249</id><published>2007-09-17T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T13:51:03.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feng and Cai Hong Tian Tang</title><content type='html'>Delicated to someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feng by Jay Zhou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hnRJ36epq8c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hnRJ36epq8c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Feng lyrics in english..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dark clouds cast a shadow over our hearts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I listen intently to the feelings that have long been silenced&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Distinct and clear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just like a beautiful landscape&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That can only be clearly seen in one's memories&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can a heart that's been thoroughly wounded continue to love me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tried hard to hold (your) cold hands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The tenderness in the past&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is locked in time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that's left are sadness that cannot be dispersed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Longing is like maple leaves, slowly drifting down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I light a candle to warm this year-end's autumn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The aurora steals across the horizon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The north wind flits across the face that's thinking of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ashes from my burning heart falls like leaves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I can never regain (your) familiar face again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Longing is like maple leaves, slowly drifting down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why must I try to recover all before winter arrives?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My love for you transcends all time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two streams of tears that were shed for the autumn's end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let the love flood through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want you by my side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can a heart that's been thoroughly wounded continue to love me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tried hard to hold (your) cold hands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The tenderness in the past&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is locked in time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that's left are sadness that cannot be dispersed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The lush mountainside forest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Withers in the North Wind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I sway the wind chime gently&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Attempting to awaken this abandoned love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Snowflakes have already covered the ground&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fearing that the maple leaves outside the window are already frozen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title, Feng is maple not wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is talking about a girl tt lost her memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you didn't, you jus choose to put them aside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Jay were to write this song solo by himself, he truely a genius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many time must he have experience heartbroken to compose such a wonderful piece?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the part 2 MV for Feng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cai Hong Tian Tang by Lui Geng Hong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z2WTscxqNLI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z2WTscxqNLI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Cai Hong Tian Tang lyrics in english..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unknowly, I am wondering in my past again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The autumn wind silently calling out to me but all I hear is loneliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anticipation of the fallen leaves, each leaf is caught in between a dilemma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart walks away and the loneliness seeks in and follow through and flow in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer bother to ask question or listen to what is being said; maybe I will feel better this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am locked up in this room by regret and struggle only is delay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The empty talk without hope, the light sighing one after another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot break off the memory, how can I get rid off this entanglement?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot find a direction to the rainbow heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where there is love that you are talking about, where happiness touches sadness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two people stay together until we are both old with white hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To fly freely under the splendid starry light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot find a direction to the rainbow heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where there is love that you are talking about, where happiness touches sadness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two people stay together until we are both old with white hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To fly freely under the splendid starry light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you beside me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both are nice songs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you will be smiling forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for emoing again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all enjoy the MVs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725973795506032845-942794797409437249?l=b-log-plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/feeds/942794797409437249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725973795506032845&amp;postID=942794797409437249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/942794797409437249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/942794797409437249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/2007/09/feng-jay-zhou.html' title='Feng and Cai Hong Tian Tang'/><author><name>be_plus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08017246573914731216</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-3725973795506032845.post-1593888932323594413</id><published>2007-09-09T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T14:23:00.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emoing to the past..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Benson: Miss Chua! You rmb who am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Miss Chua: Erm.. Don't you do this to me. You are..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Benson: Hahaz. Make a guess. = P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Miss Chua: ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Benson: Okok, I am Benson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Miss Chua: Benson! You look totally different from last time, you have slim down a lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Benson: Yah.. 10kg? LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Miss Chua: Wow! So, what happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Benson: After my 'O' level, bla bla bla. (Lazy to type out the whole thing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Miss Chua: Well tts good. Where are you studying now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Benson: NYP, chemical and pharmaceutical technology. Now having attachment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Miss Chua: Attachment at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Benson: Chemitreat, a water treatment company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went back to naval base secondary school for its 50th anniversary dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its going to tear down and rebuild very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manage to take quite a few pictures and chat with many of my teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above is how almost all of the conversation goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the teachers don't recognize me. = X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah.. I change a lot throughout these years.. Size.. Look.. Attitude..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the $800 per table dinner was so so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was taste alright but it was too little for us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The table was decorated but it was jus way too small for 10 ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The service was ok.. They will refill orange juice right up to the rim of the cup.. = X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some videos and performances but everyone seems to be buzy eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess each table is around $200 and the rest jus goes into the school fund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There were only 2 tables of students from our year and with our group being the most united.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We had been from classmates since sec 1 to good buddies till now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We play basketball weekly and organize chalet at least twice a year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;During the dinner, We came to the topic that who is the one that keep us so close till now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were like each trying to name the person but I would like to change my mind here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I guess everyone plays an imp part and there no one that I more imp that the other.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some might do more than the others, some might be more kao bei than the others.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But in anyway we are still a group and will alway be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner, 8 of us went to amk to play dota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nth special.. B+ had pawned someone head for 170 gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! After lan we went for supper at the nearby coffee shop and we share a cab home after tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home late and tried.. Bath and went to bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, its Sunday again - This week seems to pass extra quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time jus seems to go a lot faster when you need them the most..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to rush to complete my report and ppt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is nth special, I spend most of it playing games, eating and emoing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. I had alrdy put everything aside if not of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had told some people abt what happen but I guess its not going to help since I cannot tell them the whole story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I sincerely thank those who listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I really wish I could take a long break to enjoy myself and forget everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I can only forget everything by playing basketball and spending more time with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tt abt all.. Sorry for tis long and boring post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post up the pictures we took as compensation next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725973795506032845-1593888932323594413?l=b-log-plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/feeds/1593888932323594413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725973795506032845&amp;postID=1593888932323594413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/1593888932323594413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/1593888932323594413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/2007/09/benson-miss-chua-you-rmb-who-am-i-miss.html' title='Emoing to the past..'/><author><name>be_plus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08017246573914731216</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-3725973795506032845.post-1238516062918498064</id><published>2007-09-04T08:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T09:09:42.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>K Box - TM Songs</title><content type='html'>I took some time to put up all the TM songs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="290"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/WURGu3BHVL/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/WURGu3BHVL/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="290" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this song must show you the MTV than got the effect!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iWsvL4WWQME"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iWsvL4WWQME" 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/3725973795506032845-1238516062918498064?l=b-log-plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/feeds/1238516062918498064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725973795506032845&amp;postID=1238516062918498064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/1238516062918498064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/1238516062918498064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/2007/09/k-box-tm-songs.html' title='K Box - TM Songs'/><author><name>be_plus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08017246573914731216</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-3725973795506032845.post-6369050963521115431</id><published>2007-09-03T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T09:48:37.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>K Box Fever!</title><content type='html'>Another sunny Monday afternoon @ Tuas. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend alway seems to end in a flash, I haven't even rest enough, play enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish weekend will be spell as weekneverend.. = X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya.. Haven't crap enough too.. Tt why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok.. Monday jus have nth for me to crap about.. Let talk about yesterday instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it looks as through they're here to stay oh I believe in yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I'm not half the man I used to be, there's a shadow hanging over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY! I am never half the man I used to be.. I am always a gay ma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahs.. I know tt craps, jus feel like starting with a song since we spend most of yesterday in Kbox in amk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We consisting of a total of 7 - Dove, MC, Wei Jie, Boon Leong, FuYi, Bixia and Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. Lets see how each and every of us sing did and sings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FuYi&lt;/strong&gt; - Forever Prince of the K&lt;br /&gt;Don't see he always bu dra.. When it comes to going to K box, even if he fever 80 degree, he also will come. Don't see he always quiet quiet.. When it comes to singing, he can sing both fast and slow songs prefectly well. He jus love to sing than any thing else. I personally like to hear him sings. Maybe I should bug him to join superstar.&lt;br /&gt;TM Song - Lai Dian (Die Die must listen.. Never get a single word wrong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BiXia&lt;/strong&gt; - Queen of the K&lt;br /&gt;Only femine present.. Truely appreciate her for join us. She love singing more than her hubby and is the only female you need for any duet. Believe me! She can sing all them. = X Have a very beautiful high voice.. Her low pitch is ok and still have a lot of room for improvement.. Can go take up singing and join superstar too.&lt;br /&gt;TM Song- Bei Ai De Nue Ren (Jus cannot believe its not kelly pooh singing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dove &lt;/strong&gt;- King of the K&lt;br /&gt;Who else can take up this place except my best friend Dove?! BiXia favourite duet partner. Rather unprofessional - Rarely use his true voice to sing but the quality is still top class. Kinda of a crazy singer, esp when tagging with Boon Leong to sing Numb. Oh! Smt impressive is he have a prefect sense of rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;TM Song - Sui Zai Zha Yen Qing by Liu Wen Zheng (w/o BiXia around)&lt;br /&gt;I Still Believe by Cao Ge + Vivian (with BiXia around)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MC&lt;/strong&gt; - K Prince of the Cantonese&lt;br /&gt;He is the K Prince from Hong Kong, know quite a lot of songs. His song list consist of mainly Jay's songs with an exceptionally long 12 minutes song! He have a overall nice voice, never hear him singing high pitch before though. Talented in memorising songs - If he can memoise the farking Jin Ge Jing Qu, what else he can't? Somemore he choose this as his LAST SONG of the day!&lt;br /&gt;TM Song - Jin Ge Jin Qu (Tribute it to him for taking his time to memorise the whole thingy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boon Leong&lt;/strong&gt; - Emo Prince of K&lt;br /&gt;He jus love select mostly emo songs. Jus donno why he alway give me the feeling tt he trying to put all his feeling into the song he is singing. Who is he thinking of? Overall he have a ok voice and my favourite partner to lead me though the songs I am singing. Need improve on his rhythm. Sometimes, he also like to vent out his emo by singing Numb with Dove. Horror! Hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;TM Song - Numb (with dove = owing!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wei Jie&lt;/strong&gt; - Silence Knight of the K&lt;br /&gt;He jus pay to sit there, listen to us sing and stone. Occasionally, he will take out he small note book to take down his idea. Anyway, he don't sing very well. Tt why he maybe he don't want sing. He scare sing le all the lightings and tv screen crack and he will have pay a lot more than the original $20++. Hahaz. Jking. Doesn't mean he sing badly, jus the lack of tone. He is currently mono tone..&lt;br /&gt;TM Song - (Jus keep quite and listen to his heart beating.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me (Benson)&lt;/strong&gt; - Crappy Knight of the K&lt;br /&gt;I will try to made it short, still don't like comment on myself. Erm.. Pay $20++ to go there crap? Hahaz. Only know how sing a few songs. Mostly very emo de esp those by Li Sheng Jie. The rest is I learn cos ppl around me like de but must be someone meaningful to me la. Kristal are you seeing this!! Lol! Not really good at singing. Alway sing faster than what the song is suppose to be and end up losing the rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;TM Song - Chi Zin Jue Dui by Li Sheng Jie (Will nv miss singing it when there a chance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END! Phew! Its took me 2 hr to complete till here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too lazy to continue le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus say tt after K box is all crap, crap and more craps! Hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya! = P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725973795506032845-6369050963521115431?l=b-log-plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/feeds/6369050963521115431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725973795506032845&amp;postID=6369050963521115431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/6369050963521115431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/6369050963521115431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/2007/09/k-box-fever.html' title='K Box Fever!'/><author><name>be_plus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08017246573914731216</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-3725973795506032845.post-6668296998916501116</id><published>2007-09-01T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T15:25:31.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is your Perfect Major? 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(PLEASE RATE ME!!&lt;3)'/><author><name>be_plus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08017246573914731216</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-3725973795506032845.post-3820447669981768535</id><published>2007-08-31T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T16:33:04.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 10 Men Theory</title><content type='html'>Yox! Its Friday~~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favourite day of a week as tt when I can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play basketball with all my best friends, sleep late, wake up as late the next morning. Hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to think abt tonight basketball, I guess there will be not much ppl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 5 out of the 10 ppl in 2e3 gang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess jus no one rmb the promise we make to each other at the last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truely understand how buzy one can get but am I nt tt tight up too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its jus take a small effort and passion to keep our promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis afternoon, I jus look through Kristal blog and she is bloging abt the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I thought it time to intro to all of you my theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever realise if you are the organizer, you msg ppl to arrange a gathering and you will alway get the same old question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organizer: Tonight meet same time same place basketball. Reply yes or no only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xing Jian: WHO GOING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? Tt what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is who going so imp?? If everyone reply me like tt then how I will know who is going? F**K!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after all these years, I learn to not blame anyone and came out with IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The 10 Men Theory'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, who the 10 men? Let see.. Dharfinato, Pei Lun, Teow Poo, Tyng Cheong, Me, Wei Jie, MC, Fu Yi, Yong Wee, Xing Jian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put all them in a sequence for a reason. You will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let start with the last guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xing Jian - a perfect blend of attitudes and laziness. Come if he feel like it.. Value: 1 man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yong Wee - perfectly quiet. Rarely appear and appear emoing.. Teow Poo best friend. Value: 2 men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fu Yi - full of sickness like cold and heat. Reason for nt coming, Bu Dra! Teow Poo, Yong Wee and him make up a gang! Value: 3 men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MC - Ok guy but need watch his mouth. High turn up rate, high accumulated late time too. Value: 4 men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Jie - Out of shape pilot, flying less recently. = ) Value: 5 men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (Benson) - I don't comment on myself.. Value: 6 men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyng Cheong - Intelligent guy with high influence power! Good in sports.. Too bad god don't give him chances.. He injured.. Value: 7 men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teow Poo - Very cold guy in both cases. Good organizer! KNN him jus took off from seletar airbase = not coming tonight. Value: 8 men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pei Lun - Bachelor.. Currently in army - commando. The spark for ppl to say yes! Thus, Value: 9 men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dharfinato - Our Lord! Even if he have to traval a distance to meet up he will.. Highest influence power among all! VALUE: THE 10 MEN (BiXia rate him a thousand men) = P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rated by turn up rate, punctuality, attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I believe everyone rate it differently - I am jus stating the overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! No Offence, k?! Time to reflect huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, why nt start to rate your friends in your heart and see who the 10 MEN in your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= P I know its crappy but its normally quite true tt in every group, ppl will be influence to go to the outing when one is going than the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I not RIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tributed to Dharfinato and Kristal. = P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725973795506032845-3820447669981768535?l=b-log-plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/feeds/3820447669981768535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725973795506032845&amp;postID=3820447669981768535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/3820447669981768535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/3820447669981768535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/2007/08/10-men-theory.html' title='The 10 Men Theory'/><author><name>be_plus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08017246573914731216</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-3725973795506032845.post-351423500404055515</id><published>2007-08-30T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T12:47:44.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September Chopin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its Thursday - Weekend is finally down the corner. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I jus finish most of my tasks at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloging to kill my time off before the siren for lunch time goes off. Hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to think about it - Tml is not only Friday, its also the last day of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means that my pay and allowances in coming in soon. = P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting on my finances of August, I will give it a poor F9. = X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have to limit myself the coming months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esp when my attachment is ending and I won't be getting pay after tt till I found another P/T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to save up for my dental and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my buddies: Sorry if I become more kiam.. Hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, I should also force those tt lend money from me to sign some sort of a paper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughout this years I have lost a few hundreds on it. = X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm.. Maybe I should hire a financial assitance too.. Anyone intrested? = P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok.. Enough of the financial craps.. Hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next month, is the last month of my attachment. Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAD ENOUGH OF WAKING UP EARLY, FIVE DAYS A WEEK, 8AM TO 5PM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this something to be happy or not yet to be happy so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My attachment ends 22nd (Fri) and 24th (Mon) is my presentation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means most of september will be covered with work, eLogs, report and powerpoint ppt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to really get myself buck up and start working on these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err.. Maybe I start next week?? Let me enjoy this weekend first la.. Hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok.. Lunch time almost up, I stop here today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles everyone! = ) = ) = )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725973795506032845-351423500404055515?l=b-log-plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/feeds/351423500404055515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725973795506032845&amp;postID=351423500404055515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/351423500404055515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/351423500404055515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/2007/08/september-chopin.html' title='September Chopin'/><author><name>be_plus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08017246573914731216</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-3725973795506032845.post-4130100854178135391</id><published>2007-08-26T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T12:48:52.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stucked in between..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its sunday - the day of the week where I don't like the most.. = X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday might mean a full day of rest but what is to come next to my mind is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I have to wake up early and go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is jus a day for us to and not to enjoy. Sian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel alway stucked in between these day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you are a good girl but things jus didn't turn out to be the way we wanted it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall elaborate no more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will stop emoing here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blog abt my saturday, a day full of activities..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 1pm.. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet my lord (Dove), my queen (Bi Xia) at city hall to celebrate belated Jason birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to dhoby ghuat after getting lose in city hall about what to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got Jason a T-shirt at fresh imp and my fellow knight (Wei Jie) joined us there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to spent the rest of our time at mind cafe after tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent some time eating at subway while waiting for the waiting list to clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treated BiXia the three cookies from the set which she long insisted to pay for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= X If I accepted any penny for her, my lord will order me beheaded. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the rest of the afternoon is spent at mind cafe learning and playing new games, doing forfeit and stuff till early night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Jie and I decided to watch epl together at the singapore pool at paradise centre where the rest decided to head home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is like WOW! I truely recommend all guys tt like to watch soccer to go there and enjoy the atmosphere at least once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were like lots of LCDs and plasma tv in the air conditional place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All three match will be display and you can feel it with everyone there. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home late, played FM, fainted asleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZzzZZZzz.. Ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I changed my playlist to an english one - currently only contains 4 songs which I loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be adding more in the future though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya and do tag me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725973795506032845-4130100854178135391?l=b-log-plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/feeds/4130100854178135391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725973795506032845&amp;postID=4130100854178135391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/4130100854178135391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/4130100854178135391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/2007/08/stucked-in-between.html' title='Stucked in between..'/><author><name>be_plus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08017246573914731216</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-3725973795506032845.post-8293000027538926394</id><published>2007-08-22T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T12:49:00.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired, tired and still tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Yawns-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daily, my handphone alarm (5.45am) rings signaling the start of a new day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, is no difference except tt I am somehow more stucked to the bed than I usually do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, it the effect of late night sleeps recently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up, shut the current alarm, set it to 8am and went back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of you here should get what it mean, simply set the alarm to 8am to call in sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neh! This time is different, I am allow to take any morning off this week for my dental..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZzzzZZzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, my sub-conscious jus seems to go against my will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! I hate tis kinda feeling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I force myself out of the bed and dragged into the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showered, changed and in jus 15 minutes in am out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have to get to the mrt station by 6.20am daily in order to catch the company bus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trip to work is usually nothing intresting as my eye will be closed 3/4 of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!! Today isn't usual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At station woodlands, two indians lady got into the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sit at both side of me appear to be empty and thus, they each got their butt on it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the train goes, 'Door closing, please keep clear.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They start toking to each other with me in between. Hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, I will give up my sit but as mention today is not normal!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am jus too lazy and I would like to go, 'Can you both shut the F**k up!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jus open my bag, pluck on the earphones and play the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body language seems to work and shut them up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, tt for only a station or two before they continue.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. What else can I do to tt two KNS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got down at JE, took the train to lakeside, have a little bite and got onto the company bus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last! Some quiet time for me to rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More rest at my workplace until the alarm signal horn signaling the start of work and here i am blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew! First and long entry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope its readable.. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk, I got to go do something and btw, I will spent most of today in the cleanroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO TIRED!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3725973795506032845-8293000027538926394?l=b-log-plus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/feeds/8293000027538926394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3725973795506032845&amp;postID=8293000027538926394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/8293000027538926394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3725973795506032845/posts/default/8293000027538926394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://b-log-plus.blogspot.com/2007/08/tired-tired-and-still-tired.html' title='tired, tired and still tired'/><author><name>be_plus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08017246573914731216</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>
