<?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-14259619</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:12:31.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~=BlUr BluR=~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14259619/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>=bLuR BluR=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00103120092928738547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14259619.post-112417006935780033</id><published>2005-08-15T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T22:27:49.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No title...</title><content type='html'>In the lap trying to do all the touch up on our project... sian... screw up on both presentation. Psy was the first presentation in the morning... very tired couldnt wake up on time to meet song yi at his bus stop. I went thru the speech last nite and everything was alrite den tis morning everything was screw up lor... totally forget my script lor.. wen song yi flash the ppt " motivating audience" i dint remember tt the slide was belong to mi. Onli after song yi start on the conclusion den i remember that tt was mine. sian... so confidence loe... but all thanks to that jon and gang cos he keep giving mi tt stupid expression loe make mi feel so uncomfortable...&lt;br /&gt;Feel so sad, cos the sem is ending soon le... den onli now, some of us are closer to each other...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14259619-112417006935780033?l=blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com/feeds/112417006935780033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14259619&amp;postID=112417006935780033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14259619/posts/default/112417006935780033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14259619/posts/default/112417006935780033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com/2005/08/no-title.html' title='No title...'/><author><name>=bLuR BluR=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00103120092928738547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14259619.post-112424107166071927</id><published>2005-08-13T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T18:11:11.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUndae</title><content type='html'>Sunday… a day when I can finally rest at hme. Went to richie lesson today. Kind of having a one to one personally training, cos James was guiding me thru. Dono why so feel uncomfortable maybe becos u feel like someone is watching u den u cant be yaself. Hahaha… I’m able to “play play play” with my dog or even having more excitement in my tone. But once I am there, I tend to be like “ wad if I’m wrg” dint follow my instinct. But overall, richie performance was rather good. He is able to sit- stay for abt 1min without break away. Now my next thing on the list is to get him response to me when I called out to him and sit in front of me. ( Recall exercise). He is able to jump over the board. “Over!” hahaha…. Dint noe my dog will shy in front of public cos when each dog were to ask to jump over that board one after another, he dint want to jump and he walk at the side instead. 5minutes before we are leaving the place, we decided to give it a last try… guess what? He did that… we even increase it to two and he made it without even touching the board!! Cool! I love Richie! Although, u cant read my blog, just wanna tell ppl I am so proud of u… hahaha… muack.. muack… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAt is on my mind is all the project, quizzes and presentation… ARRrggg… I am going out of my mind le… hahahha… preparing my A/c quiz tml.. and presentation for psy on tues…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14259619-112424107166071927?l=blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com/feeds/112424107166071927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14259619&amp;postID=112424107166071927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14259619/posts/default/112424107166071927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14259619/posts/default/112424107166071927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com/2005/08/sundae.html' title='SUndae'/><author><name>=bLuR BluR=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00103120092928738547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14259619.post-112356148537871651</id><published>2005-08-08T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:24:45.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3-IN-1</title><content type='html'>On sat…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the ice world where u can see all the 7 wonders in the world. He asked mi to wear jeans and covered shoes on sat, however he dint tell mi where we will be heading. He keep insisted on “It is suppose to be a surprise!” I was guess the night be4 if he is bring me to the ice world cos he mention that be4 and he was said tt pls leave one day for him be4 the end of 31th Aug. Interesting places.. shld have held it in www… instead of those dances and telematch. Wanna noe more abt wad happened?? Asked mi lor… hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sun…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked in the morning from 930 to 6… was working wif Shannon till ard 1 den anqi come in to work for her afternoon shift. The phone reali drive mi mad… keep entertain the phone calls. Is like almost every minutes, and the funny thing is that, whenever there is customer in the office the damn phone will ring. If not it will be quiet like hell… once customer start coming in den the phone also start working too.. So “lucky” of mi, all the ang mo customer who come in all very fierce sia… ganna scolding for no reason… Shit!! Ops! Sorry… if anyone is reading my bog while eating. Need to wear those stuff which make us look damn uncomfortable and stupid. Okay la… overall, working was alrite apart from those unreasonable customer.&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh… I bought 2 ear rings… two for $11 at bugis- edge. Asked da jie to pick those ear rings for mi… reali nice… wear one of design today le. Guess u guys have seen it. Thou of visiting the pub at east coast but last min decision, no one can make it. Thou of going but I cant stay till to late… u noe the 7th month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how Feng Zhen become my sweetie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ( msg feng zhen) Hi Mr Feng Zhen, remember to cut the card board k. thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FZ: Okay sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thanks baby. Nite Nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den the next day FZ saw me during the CCN day…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FZ: “ hi sweetie!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: Hi sweetie pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FZ: Huh? Sweetie pie sound weird, why don we called each other sweetie instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay… I am fine wif it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all began till now…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14259619-112356148537871651?l=blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com/feeds/112356148537871651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14259619&amp;postID=112356148537871651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14259619/posts/default/112356148537871651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14259619/posts/default/112356148537871651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com/2005/08/3-in-1.html' title='3-IN-1'/><author><name>=bLuR BluR=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00103120092928738547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14259619.post-112312251687137275</id><published>2005-08-04T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T19:28:36.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain...</title><content type='html'>gosh!! Why i left my umbrella in sch??!!! haiz... why has it gt to rain when i am abt to go???... sad sia... sch start at 1 and haf to go meet ee lin at 11 and i am still here typing blog while thinkin of ways to shelter myself frm the rain... hahaha... i;ll just admit it... hmm... so if u guys dint see mi ard den u shld noe wad happened to mi alredi... hahhaha.... okok gt to go liao... rain!! i am coming... hahahha...  a bit mad le...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14259619-112312251687137275?l=blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com/feeds/112312251687137275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14259619&amp;postID=112312251687137275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14259619/posts/default/112312251687137275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14259619/posts/default/112312251687137275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com/2005/08/rain.html' title='Rain...'/><author><name>=bLuR BluR=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00103120092928738547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14259619.post-112306916019723318</id><published>2005-08-03T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T04:39:20.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality</title><content type='html'>i tried doing my personality test yester and tis is wad i  gt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; Life as A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Caregiver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Energetic&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;affectionate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;outgoing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;REalistic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;anD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;COnscientious&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Put othErs before Self&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Strong Sense of resPonsibility&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;duTy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;InterEsted in Serv!ng Ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Need PosTive aFFirmation&lt;/span&gt; to Feel Gd abt themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Highly Sensitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;easilY Hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;PAins to be polite&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;anD&lt;/span&gt; cooperative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wad they VAlue most: their relAtionships, and Helping PPl in ReAl anD pRact!cal ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;PossIble Careers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Real estate agent&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;personal fitness trainer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;veterinarian&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;special education teacher&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;retail owner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;credit counsellor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;empolyee assistance counsellor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;exercise physiologist&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;registered nurse&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;home health worker&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;merchandise planner/buyer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;massage therapist&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;althletic coach&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;food service/ lodging owner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;travel agent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14259619-112306916019723318?l=blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com/feeds/112306916019723318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14259619&amp;postID=112306916019723318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14259619/posts/default/112306916019723318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14259619/posts/default/112306916019723318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com/2005/08/personality.html' title='Personality'/><author><name>=bLuR BluR=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00103120092928738547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14259619.post-112299805582397940</id><published>2005-08-02T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T08:54:15.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once again</title><content type='html'>i am back to write a blog... hahaha cos just nw was in a rush so dint write much today... today was a real tired dae for mi man... went to bed at 2 plus cos tt Alvin la.. dint wan to end the conversaion end up having tired eyes and nt able to concentrate during lesson.. cos my eyes keep wantin so closed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During lect, adrain ask mi if i am alrite cos she see tt i was quiet. hahaha... den i asked if she was perfering to the ee lin blog thingy... i was just tired of nt havin enough rest tis few days... everyone was so afraid tt something might not go smoothly... especially ee lin.. cos i read her blog.. tt was after i called her usin xy's hp. At first, i was rather sad of wad she actually wrote in the blog but i cant blame her too... we are all human so we will tend to think of the negative side rather den the positive ones. But hope my previous entry did clear up the misunderstandin between the both of us ba. Ee Lin, no matter wad i still treat u like be4. Someone tt i always lk forward to no matter in sch or at work... cos i treasure Frenx more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing happened durin my psy lesson... tis guy steven was kinda too out-goin!! He asked song yi qns like " u are a rite hander or a left hander?" "Where do u usually hang out?" u noe those kind of questions that a guy would might ask if he is wooin a gal... Yuck!! Gosh!! We were all teasing abt whether he has a soft spot on song yi or maybe becos song yi were stalkin on "Ter" den steven happen to like her... u noe tt kind of thing.. hahaha...  Steven even asked song yi his no. &amp;amp; email add... wooo... interesting man... went brkfast wif them, was kind of fun but cruel as well cos someone actually tease steven saying tt " u lks 20 plus but u behave like u are only 17"... den he actually replied wif " ya... i am tryin nt to be myself "... can see tt he is reali upset but he just gif ppl tt Proud attutide, 'u noe tt kind of i am frm biz' during e !st lesson of psy lor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Gerlare for my waffle wif ice cream!! FInally get to eat on the discounted price with vin... damn lucky loe cos usually wen we reach, it is always like have to queue den today we still can choose seats. hahaha... on my way home, i was so tired tt i almost slept in the bus.. den start doing my project again wif the help of da jie thumb drive... cant decide if i shld buy wire to connect frm modem to laptop or buy wireless... cos i don haf thumb drive neither do i haf internet access... so sian loe... Wait for MI gals!!!... i promise tt once i haf my internet access i cum online le... hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14259619-112299805582397940?l=blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com/feeds/112299805582397940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14259619&amp;postID=112299805582397940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14259619/posts/default/112299805582397940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14259619/posts/default/112299805582397940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com/2005/08/once-again.html' title='Once again'/><author><name>=bLuR BluR=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00103120092928738547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14259619.post-112295847976359975</id><published>2005-08-01T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T21:54:39.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1/8</title><content type='html'>yester xy asked mi out for chit chat session after school... i was shocked at first cos he always have something on his mind when he does something... hahaha... den he break the news of he and ee lin stead one week ago which is on 25th july.. one yr one wk after we broke up...  was shocked but very happy for them. I meant it my dear gal!! Cos i feel that it is reali no pt hanging on something and w/out knowing which direction to head to. wHY keep yaself  frm moving on... i am reali fine gals.. don worry k... hahaha.. i learnt to move on le. if not i wouldn't have tok abt Herald, Alvin...&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Ee lin don keep draggin mi into the pic btw the two of u... don let my present affect the relationship btw u &amp; xy. cos if tis the case, i'll reali feel very bad de. hahaha... when u don behave normally, i will feel uncomfortable de. SO Trust mi! hahaha... dint u see i am feeling alrite? so wad does tis mean?? the ans is obvious rite...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14259619-112295847976359975?l=blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com/feeds/112295847976359975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14259619&amp;postID=112295847976359975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14259619/posts/default/112295847976359975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14259619/posts/default/112295847976359975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com/2005/08/18.html' title='1/8'/><author><name>=bLuR BluR=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00103120092928738547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14259619.post-112251924830983430</id><published>2005-07-28T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T20:02:15.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ivan's Bday</title><content type='html'>hmmm... went home ard 11 plus nearly 12 man... so tired loe thou wed can go home early... **yawnin**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEt him at 5, den alvin send mi there cos i went to look for peh keow for the fishtank tingy den saw alvin was struggling to understand his "favourite subject" Acc. hahaha.... tink for tt moment his head is bigger than usually cos have to waste alot of brain cells... hahaha... tink if he ever see tis, i am going to be in deep shit... ops!!&lt;br /&gt;back to topic....&lt;br /&gt;we went to town area since it is still early to eat dinner at 5 plus rite??!! thou we were going as a grp but turn out to be like just the two of us... since is his bday den i have no comment loe... went to walk ard in town w/out any anywhere in mind just WAlk ARD lol... went to eat at swen... hmmm.. yummy man... dint realised that i keep havin good food man... we were talkin crap all the time loe till we were late for the movie- the island. Not bad la the show... High tech man.. make mi feel like i was back in to the future, where the sky train Reali sky train!! Alot of liquid stuff... the story is abt the clon clon stuff.. where the celebrity pay a sum of $$$ to clon another person to cheat death. " What is god?! God is someone who ignore u when u pray to them." hahaha... no offen.. u will noe when u watch the show ba.&lt;br /&gt;Ivan link to alvin... hmmm interesting!!! they were primary sch mate... in the same sch (eng)... wad a small world man... ivan ask mi if i am cl to alvin...&lt;br /&gt;HErald..... haiz... reali confuse man... dono wad is tis guy thinking abt... don even noe wad is his true intension... COnfuse is wad i gt out of him... nvm... wasting my brain cells... i can use tt for alot of work man... and n make mi so forgetful...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14259619-112251924830983430?l=blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com/feeds/112251924830983430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14259619&amp;postID=112251924830983430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14259619/posts/default/112251924830983430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14259619/posts/default/112251924830983430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com/2005/07/ivans-bday.html' title='Ivan&apos;s Bday'/><author><name>=bLuR BluR=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00103120092928738547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-14259619.post-112227889168816751</id><published>2005-07-25T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T07:51:00.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting over again!!!</title><content type='html'>Sssurprised?! that i have blog again? hahaha.... cos for the sake of my grad frenz ma.. hmmmm... dint noe i am so good rite? nah... kidding... i haf actually promised to set up my blog after my term test so my dearest tIm, chen de etc and my fan club ppl!! ... can read and noe wad my life abt, my up and down period. hmmm... writing of blog also have another reason to it de... is that i expect u guys to be there wen i nid k?? hahaha.... don worry, i noe u guys will sure score full marks for it!! especially ppl ard mi!!! my cl clicks,poly frenz (sobi, yj, ariane, liana, eel, dajie, ruping, joni , etc, etc....)  and my sec sch mate!!! ALL the BEST ya!!! i LOve u GUYS!!... sound like dedication lor. Actually tis was a privte blog but now i made it public but onli to some ppl onli.... but i haf to made it clear first! THat.... i will only write when something is going on... hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yester was my daddy, mummy ANniversary!! hahhaha... went to resturant to eat... yummy man... full course meal&gt;&gt;&gt; soup of the day&gt;&gt;&gt; main course&gt;&gt;&gt; Drink&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; ice cream!!! yeah... i have been eating alot man... i meant din in resturant lor.. tink i am growing horizontally but vertical lor... yester was a joke man... daddy got himself a mug... don ask mi how u gt it cos it is going to make u guys laugh lor.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a laptop &gt;&gt; acer at courts. i had a big catch man... my bro got himself a book which he has to persude my daddy den poor sis, dint manage to get anything... Funnu thing is, even my doggy-richie gt himself a treat from my daddy... he paid for his grooming this month... hmmmm... it means saving money again... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;PS pls don link mi cos i don want alot of ppl to noe, u noe prevent trouble/problems.. thanks guys.. **MUack** huggies**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14259619-112227889168816751?l=blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com/feeds/112227889168816751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14259619&amp;postID=112227889168816751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14259619/posts/default/112227889168816751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14259619/posts/default/112227889168816751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com/2005/07/starting-over-again.html' title='Starting over again!!!'/><author><name>=bLuR BluR=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00103120092928738547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14259619.post-112069796332156632</id><published>2005-07-06T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T17:59:23.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEmoRiess...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;SHIt!! i hate it soo much when they just quarrelled!! For some unrealitic reason.. everytime when they quarrel, i just feel like crying soo much.. and memories keep flashing back.. of my sis asking me i would prefer to be by my mum side or my daddy. And u noe how old i was by then? i was onli 7 years old!!! Can anyone imagine how young i am ??!! And they start asking tis qns? My sis even explain to mi wad is going on... and last time i caught my daddy being so serective calling someone ( who is a lady) and wen my mum asked whose on the line, he just answered with "my coll la! Someone u dono" den he start his anger tingy. Alot of time i caught him doing thing tt just lead mi to tink of him having affair outside. I used to remember tt wenever piggy gooi, will always come to mi wenever his parents quarrelled. At first, i don reali understand y he has to do tt, nw i reali noe how it feel... i wished he was there too... but not anymore... yestr he came over with my uncle-bernard, to buy some nike shirt... i was always near him.. dint noe y.. haiz... den wen he left, i was rather sad... i wished he could stay longer... i wished i could call him 'dear' again... back to his arm where i belong... i keep telling ppl tt i wanna forget him but deep down inside, i just dint.. i don wan memories of him just fade away... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14259619-112069796332156632?l=blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com/feeds/112069796332156632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14259619&amp;postID=112069796332156632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14259619/posts/default/112069796332156632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14259619/posts/default/112069796332156632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blurblurdreamingdaes.blogspot.com/2005/07/memoriess.html' title='MEmoRiess...'/><author><name>=bLuR BluR=</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00103120092928738547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
