<?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-28832494</id><updated>2011-07-29T07:58:11.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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>303</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28832494.post-608149761257229801</id><published>2009-08-12T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T00:28:08.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay slightly a proper post, august again, so many people birthday ar.... okay, so i wished someone, and someone ask who am i -.- wtf? okay not fuck, erms.... and others i cant be bothered to even wish...o , why ? what happened? in this world, u think about people, people dun think about you, or rather they think u as a radio, eh why radio? good question, stereo come from? radio la, so waht, stereotype? oi does indian always so smelly, does nerd girls always single? oioioioi stop it, some indians are perfectionist okay, i believe they want to smell good, and nerd girls, wahts wrong? they might find their love one, or maybe it was some short love, but better than nothing right? damn it ! okay so one is radio, another is waht ? mp3? u expect the song to keep repeating for your sake? oioioioi then just get the CD single album, not mp3.. mp3 is to store a series of songs, when u listening to a slightly louder with a better quality song, lower down the volume, when u listen to a suck quality one, what do u do ? not to raise it louder, but to change it to a higher quality one, idiot ! o, FT job is not to be in class, its to smile at people and maintain their ricebowl, cool aint it? damn it, if i am wiser, u think i need to break thru that wooden door, going to a movable door then reach the glass door? oioioioi my bedroom dun even have a door, to be exact i dun even have a bedroom, give me a break pelase. &lt;br /&gt;o jan is gone, really gone... argh why bother to say it right? she wont even have a chance to read this, even if it was read.. so? not like things will back to normal right? if u got a time machine, what will u do? turn back to the time? of course la, if not waht else u can do with that machine right.. oi stupid sell it la ! sell it ! u earn money in that sense. &lt;br /&gt;alright i give up! give up writting this post, give up love, give up studies and give up maybe not myself.&lt;br /&gt;when will the roller coaster going up! i sick of shouting out loud when its down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-608149761257229801?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/608149761257229801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=608149761257229801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/608149761257229801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/608149761257229801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-slightly-proper-post-august-again.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-6083335253060289714</id><published>2009-08-12T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T00:18:29.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do you know? that was probably our last conversation. that distant we created was invisible, i dun even see an image of you anymore. what is this? mazda3? oioi, that car was so common on the street, isnt suitable for you to drive. o, btw could you even get a license? alternatives like mazda6 was nearly impossible. actually any 4 wheel car with 4 doors will do. why are u so smart, so smart to ask me to say it out, when u should know the obvious. obvious that u should know the outcome, despite how much u didnt want it to be. so why tell me, dun worry, its okay. okay? &lt;br /&gt;o gracious, and in a army, if you dun do anything u get tekan, if u say something, sergant will think u act smart, also tio tekan, campmates might sabo you, act in front of you and make you lose out due to some loser act, also tio tekan, but u will also meet nice fellow, who might ended up tio tekan with u, okay maybe not cause they are too kind. oioi why singaporean guys need to go army ar? why ? why ? ryuuji said he wanted everything to be burned down, so their field trip got burn. =/ so what cruse should i cruse? wtf la, u know fuck&lt;br /&gt;i seirously , agrh fucked up la&lt;br /&gt;wtf, fuck f, fuck,,f uf,c,dfdu,cd,c,fdufd,cdufc,dfucd,fdufc,dufd,cudf,dcudf,cufdf,cdufmcdf,fduc,dfcuducjf,fucdmc, &lt;br /&gt;okay end of the world, thank you bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-6083335253060289714?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/6083335253060289714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=6083335253060289714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/6083335253060289714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/6083335253060289714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2009/08/do-you-know-that-was-probably-our-last.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-3155354928392403098</id><published>2009-07-26T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T20:06:31.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks for the hardwork everyone.. we have cleared communication graphics and whatever subject that u are taking with. it was a rather short and fast block. with the H1N1 lying around the era, what else could we do except the daily temperature taking in the morning? hah, the truth is, i skipped them frequently. the good thing was, i didnt skip school despite its individual work at your own time own target. i still get up early in the morning to go to school. this time i think i pace my time kinda well, tho could be better but i didnt wish to work like a robot. so during the last week, to be exact thursday and friday. thursday infrared and friday bluetooth. thursday was pretence, friday was coincidence. for some reason, i think my acting skills not bad? when i could've sat by your side. i dun remember did u promise a goodbye if u really have to leave, but since u leave i wouldnt care less.. o , and u left too? for waht reason? after editing so much for me... why? the remaining others, are all happily with someone else... but why cant i ? so what if there is this like, like-like feeling? Cherie was right... just go. o, even till the last day i didnt wish u well... but good luck for your SIP and FYP.. i dun care what i will become waht i got to do.. i am who i am get it. i can still live even without you. go rely on that rich bastard and soon u will realise even your classmates neglect u, not because they dislike u, but u neglect them first... well on the other hand, he might think that u neglect him for school work and your friends, but crap... u follow right into his trap, i know its irony but i enjoy being in this paradox feeling right now..i do not know why. alright so upcoming pcomd and p2, i will kick your butt totally okay ! if you get into my way again, i wont forgive you. &lt;br /&gt;in the end, i didnt enjoy my weekends to the fullest.. somebody... so who will be the one at the very end? give me a break okay... i got sick and tired after waiting for so long, so dun just come and pop up when i wanted to give up okay.&lt;br /&gt;do wahtever you like too, its your life , live it, be it.. if not no more chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-3155354928392403098?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/3155354928392403098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=3155354928392403098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/3155354928392403098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/3155354928392403098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2009/07/thanks-for-hardwork-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-1229509032678048909</id><published>2009-06-29T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:59:42.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o, what a day for me... wanted to reached school on time.. and yet took a cab down... after wasting all those money, i reached the room on time... way before to be exact... but didnt expect that the lecturer wasnt there after 15 mins, so people out there started rumouring it seems like there is no class and someone even said fuck my life if there isnt. and seriously, fuck MY life, i waited 30 mins... and left after everyone started leaving. so i had basically another 2h and 30 mins of break..going canteen when i dun have much money left is an idiot, so i went to the library to use computer instead.. damn that com, i cant even access to barn buddy, whihc was a crap.. for i do not know the reason why i cant access thru home. subsequently i just shut that damn facebook and watched animation.. so after i sat outside the studio while waiting for the time to past, that was like about 1120 which is 40 mins more.. alright so its 12 and damn, had to take the PM temperature when previously was the AM one.. so went over to took wiht some other mates.. but damn its still the AM one -.- when its like past 12 already.. argh whatever, they dun even care u took temperature anot, why am i following rules all along -.- alright so its the subject brief, i just sat there felt like sleeping, okay so its group work of 3 for assignment 1 and individual for assignment 2... and i seriously think assignment 1 is fucking lots of work, well whatever.. so i was pair off with someone... i duno why was i so positive this time- just hope there's isnt any trouble, and dun scare me off early in the morning and another month will just past. alright so i got this 6 field trips within 2 weeks... and damn field trip again, when my phone crash the other time, i dun even have a good camera phone, neither do i have a digital cam... so the usual rejected due to some inferior bastard i bet.. well whatever, since i am not even able to meddle with the stuffs anymore, well good defence u play...good defence..~ i do have alternatives but... i might not used to it? agrh, again whatever... so class was dismissed kinda early, they were suppose to head to cafe cartel for lunch... but i didnt have much money in the first place, and damn i had to share a cab today due to " i doesnt want to be late for sch for the first day " and damn again, its not even the first day -.- and damn it again, rach ask me to go and eat free bread, wtf? well in the end, i didnt..sorry to reject the offer everyone.. it was kinda lonely road while walking home...because its cold..like suddently, the cold air keep blowing my head and causign the hair in the mess, well its okay since my life is already in the mess this morning... it took me more than 30 mins to reach home i guessed, was given a piece of bread from mui and saw my mother on the way back.. what does this tells? " if you got trouble, go to these 2 person ? " -.- wtf , seriously give me a break! so after i reached home, and after i ate that bread.. i went to sleep, and seriously slept for 6hours straight. and in between i even had crap dreams, dreams like ... agrh something i didnt like la.. alright so i woke up at 10 and from then till now, i have been using com...what a day can past like that right?  and seriously u inferior bastard please please please, u wanted to live in isolation, dun drag me along wiht you for you fuckin subtracting my world, you will fucking get your retribution back.. &lt;br /&gt;and if i could tell everything to u easily... i would have asked why did u left and come back now... although u could have just not accept that damn request.. and i am not using that as a stalking device... for i guess i just been missing you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-1229509032678048909?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-28832494.post-7768126215345879737</id><published>2009-06-19T04:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T04:35:35.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oyasuminasai =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-7768126215345879737?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/7768126215345879737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=7768126215345879737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/7768126215345879737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/7768126215345879737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2009/06/oyasuminasai.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-5998061118571855867</id><published>2009-06-19T04:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T04:31:16.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched i love you, man on thursday.. great show. maybe how man are created are from what woman wanted? but also how woman created are what man wanted but they normally are clear how they wanna become and became but in the end, they gave in and be fierce and pretend nothing had happen.&lt;br /&gt;so after all, i was just a joke to you ? when i thought i am old enough to consider how serious i should be. maybe after all, the same species will only understand its own gang. &lt;br /&gt;seriously if we were to print money, and u were to play guitar i were to play bass, then we are exactly like in the movie but life is not like movie, but we create our own movie.. okay all the buts, will never happen&lt;br /&gt;and if you try, its like an intention of giving up...you must do it, and so you will accomplish it. &lt;br /&gt;i seriously dun care what my sis will become in the future, neither do i know what i will become too also i wouldnt know what my wife would look like, i am kinda ignoring all these already.. maybe single life would give u this carefree life to love everyone and not worrying about the outcome. &lt;br /&gt;the sweat that contain alcohol, sometimes its good to feel like u are flying, the carefree feeling... so waht if your wallpaper still got that jerk face, or u still interested in that bloody a**hole. its not important to me. &lt;br /&gt;should i invest on digital camera or some mp3 like ipod touch? i seriously need music i think? since mio charchter soundtrack become so hot now.. and toradora opening keep me high and in love. just if i were to print money...&lt;br /&gt;and go ahead and hate boys, tho i am not a boy, but i know where i stand in your world. you used to have this url, but i have lost yours...and recently we just came back in contact, which i do not know, are u still as active as perviously. u had new friends, new life... tho i sitll miss your face, your voice, your words..your everything, i would still praise you as my number one pretty girl list. if you could at least see this, hahas you would want to delete me immediately, tho i still couldnt get it why u left previously...because your newly attached boyfriend, wanted u to be "male-free" =/&lt;br /&gt;girls out there, dun ever ever believe the word of a man, unless they ask you to marry them and really flash a damn big diamond ring, and u felt his sincerity, only then u can only trust them...being in a relationship, they will take care of you forever, love you forever they all bowlshit.. even fairytale doesnt have them. &lt;br /&gt;get lost la this corrupted world, i wonder when i get married, how many young ladies are victim of the jerk, hope my wife is innocent. me too here too. &lt;br /&gt;damn it.. &lt;br /&gt;it's me, call me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-5998061118571855867?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/5998061118571855867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been very long, the duration was so long that i couldnt remember the departure of the image, but it arrive back which make me happy as usual but yet sour and bitter at the same time. the only thing i couldnt comprehen was, why do you left without bidding goodbye and now back as if nothing happen? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had this apel2 survey suddently to complete asap, the cart rental for mic buisness, the CDS and elective subject selection on friday, and my phone suddently break down which i am already uncontactable for 4 days. although i feel the peace, but at the same time i feel loneliness. go out, eat , play all need money... if i got all the money in the world, u think i need to worry so much about what i am spending? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sis said she want to retake Os, redo diploma and take a degree... i say for waht, when u are 2x old already... by the time she finish education shes already 3x nearly 40s she said its for her career and added interior designer sucks. =/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i dun think i will become a designer after i graduate, but people told me then why bother waste time to clear this diploma right? my alternative career would be a pilot, since i have perfect eyesight which was a great advantage, plus u are the air stewardess.. isnt that cool? or maybe i will really being an interior designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously i wish my sixth sense had not witness anything, it always doesnt feel right after knowing so why bother to know right? damn it, but someone told me not to hate it because she likes it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at least i got the connection, the bird and 3 of my eye candy 1 from sch 1 outside the world and 1 from the virtual world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oirejgnaoijntaONEoignOIGNEOHNBEMOHNBOALNHOAINoirnealgnaeoihnqahoinaqoihnaqgbaoqeaoinfgaojsngoiasnroiganrwegnrewalngwgnoeirnhaoianeioneaoignoinaoginaoirnebonbeoitnjogaofijasiognroeinbhojneagjk;nasjkf;nwiekgbnwrhefgahvb sigfvbiarbgureawnbfikndajkfbnsjkfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-5899638672120460212?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/5899638672120460212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=5899638672120460212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/5899638672120460212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/5899638672120460212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-very-long-duration-was-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-2282684141676620067</id><published>2009-05-24T03:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T03:10:50.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know the cruse is on going, but that's not gonna stop me from pursuing.. despite that i know i have lost from the start.. i keep thinking there's a way that i could get it, that i could break that cruse.. but i guessed it just hanging over there. so what if i get to indirectly waved at her? that would be the most happiest moment within these few years even if she had a crush at someone else. &lt;br /&gt;traditional mindset caught me in a dilemma this dinner.. a treat from a female, is a must to avoid from a male. touched words were spoken, that add flavouring to the wings. it's the first time i had such cheap and nice cooked salmon and meatballs. i have to stop, however i want this to keep happening..&lt;br /&gt;money management is a crucial skills i need to redevelop. transport and entertainment for reducing stress was the highest spending rate, followed by food then assignment.. when normally its the opposite. if the rate of coming across with those forgetful, ingrateful kids, would switch with my eye candy. i would probably the happiest guy in the world. i used to know what i want in this world, what i wanna be in the future, what i planned for in the future... but i guessed its no longer important, because i think i forgotten. &lt;br /&gt;at least i goes to school with a willing heart, so far..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-2282684141676620067?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/2282684141676620067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=2282684141676620067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/2282684141676620067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/2282684141676620067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-know-cruse-is-on-going-but-thats-not.html' 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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-28832494.post-1680380120451664567</id><published>2009-04-28T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:19:35.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a month since i last blog... lots of things happened when u dun even speak to them.. they just come pouring like running water at my home =/ agrh. was caught in a dilemma few days ago... a dilemma which is even tougher than deciding 2 girls... but it was solve by forcing it =/ well, i didnt get both benefits, but thats the only choice that i have.. i miss those people, i didnt want to retake again, i wanted to....... but its all impossible already. &lt;br /&gt;maybe i should really enjoy myself... without being competitive, maybe i will become happier.. i suddently turned very tired..&lt;br /&gt;i'm always not the one.. but its okay already. &lt;br /&gt;thanks for the concern of asking me not to eat pork, even singapore doesnt have zhu liu gan... besides u wont get it even if u eat pork.. haha. the paintouch was love too.. till then guys..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-1680380120451664567?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/1680380120451664567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=1680380120451664567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/1680380120451664567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/1680380120451664567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-month-since-i-last-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-5228419079285655018</id><published>2009-03-28T02:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T03:19:37.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its holiday, 3 weeks long enough for a rest but not long for holiday.. got to make full use of it, doubt can get a job... so must come out with saving money campaign, erms shopping for stuffs and enjoyment for relaxation.. &lt;br /&gt;had sushi buffet earlier on, was shiok with the sashimi, sushi and the terppanyaki hot tea and chio bu... eye candy was good that, her "company" didnt kept me lonely yet productive.. maybe she could be the drive for me to go sch everyday, just to see her..and do work also la =x and i love her dress..wish to witness her presentation if possible.. and got to work damn hard for year 2 ? they say its worst than hell, worst than year 1.. after all, maybe i still need a her, not just want but probably need? pilot will be next alternative for job.. to travel and to see the world, can be quite interesting ar? till then.. oo in the end i still wish u happy birthday, what is going on in this world leh.. agrh !&lt;br /&gt;had put in everything that we could, and even results doesnt show much, i know i had did my best already..really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-5228419079285655018?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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COULDNT MAKE IT TO SCHOOL AS USUAL =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-8224894893473878510?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/8224894893473878510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=8224894893473878510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/8224894893473878510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/8224894893473878510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-7909590679296461449</id><published>2009-03-15T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T13:55:33.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM HAPPY THAT I QUIT MY JOB..ALTHOUGH IN THE PAST I CAN SEE COUNTLESS OF PRETTY GIRLS WHO DINE IN OR WHO SHOP AT TAMPINES MALL, BUT I HAD A PRICE TO PAY, IS TO SORT OF NEGLECT MY STUDIES..SO WHY SHOULD I TAKE THE RISK, WHEN THE RESPONSIBILITY OF A STUDENT IS TO STUDY, NOT TO WORK! ERM, OR WORK AT YOUR OWN TIME AFTER STUDIO HOURS AND FINSIHED UP ASSIGNMENTS.. THEN BY ALL MEANS.. SO SINCE TAMPINES ONE IS OPENING SOON, THERE ARE BOUND TO BE VACANCY FOR JOBS. SO I TOLD MY MUM ABOUT GETTING A NEW JOB..FOR DUNO WHAT RESIGN THEY, MY SIS AND MUM START TALKING ABOUT ITS WRONG THAT I RESIGN DUE TO HOT HEADED, AND LEFT LIKE THAT..TOTALLY IRRESPONSIBLE..AND SAID I ONLY HAVE SUCH A SMALL HEAD WANT TO WEAR SUCH A BIG HAT..O PLEASE DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW BUSY ON A SATURDAY NIGHT CAN BE? NEW MANAGER, NEW RULES..HE WANTED ONCE A CUSTOMER LEFT BRING IN THE NEXT CUSTOMER IMMEDIATELY...SO I AM SUPPOSE TO LET MY MANAGER KNOW ABOUT THIS PROBLEM..O, HE LEFT..O LET THE ASSISTANT MANAGER KNOW, FOR GOODNESS SAKE THEY DUNO A SINGLE THING ABOUT THE AUTHORISE TO ADDING ORDERS... FOR THAT RESTAURANT MANAGER ONLY TRUST HIM HIM AND HIM..SO WHY STAYING AT A PLACE WHEN THERE IS NO ORDER, NO TRUST... AND AFTER NUMEROUS EXPLANATION, THEY STILL THINK I SHOULDNT LEAVE...FOR GOODNESS GRACIOUS WHY WORKING AT A PLACE WHERE THEY RESTIRCT YOU FROM WORKING, AND GO ALL OUT FOR YOUR WORKING ABILITIES? I THINK INTERIOR DESIGNER ALSO BETTER THAN SERVICE LOR, ALTHOUGH BOTH HAVE THEIR TOUGH PARTS.. AT LEAST I WONT GIVE UP WORKING AS AN INTERIOR DESIGNER LIKE YOU -.- OKAY I HOPE I DUN SAY THINGS TO EARLY, WHEN I ALMOST GAVE UP ONCE.. I NEED THINGS THAT ARE NOT MATERIALISE.. MAYBE ONLY YOU CAN FILL IN THAT NEED.. AND MY TRUST TO PEOPLE ARE GETTING WEAKER AND WEAKER, DUE TO UNNECCESSARY ACTIONS BY HUMAN BEINGS =/ MAYBE I AM STILL SINGLE DUE TO MY HOT HEADED ACTIONS.. MAYBE ONLY LA.. MY JOB MY DECISION, I SETTLE.. I DECIDED TO LEAVE BECAUSE I DUN SEE ANY REASON IN STAYING, EVERYONE ELSE ARE FINDING NEW JOB, OR THEIR CONTRACT ARE EXPIRING SOON, SOME EVEN GOT TERMINATED AND EVEN HAVE THE URGE OF QUITTING IT...ITS ONLY THE MATTER OR TIME ONLY, MINE JUST HAPPEN TOO EARLY.. THATS ALL.. AND I COULDNT DO ANYTHING TO HELP MY WIFE, USELESS? PROBABLY.&lt;br /&gt;GOODNESS GRACIOUS LEH !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-7909590679296461449?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/7909590679296461449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=7909590679296461449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/7909590679296461449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/7909590679296461449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-happy-that-i-quit-my-job.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-6812096891332326314</id><published>2009-03-14T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:14:50.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT ISIT THAT YOU WANT LEH -.-&lt;br /&gt;OKAY THIS WEEK IS A FULFILLING, INTENSIVE, PRODUCTIVE AND FUCKED UP WEEK. FULFILING BECAUSE I ATTEND SCH FOR THE WHOLE WEEK, IGNORE THE LATE PART =X INENSIVE BECAUSE ITS A WEEK FROM MORNING 8-9 TILL 22-23. IT TOOK ME ERMS 4 DAYS AND 3 NIGHTS FOR MY 10 AUTOCAD DRAWINGS, TO SCALE ! INCLUDES, SITE PLAN, FLOOR PLAN, REFLECTED CEILING PLAN, FOUR ELEVATIONS-NORTH, SOUTH, EAST, WEST, 2 SECTIONAL DRAWING AND A LOCATION PLAN OF THE MAIN SECURITY GUARD TOGETHER WITH THE WHOLE TP BUILDING =/ SO FAR I'VE DONE ALL 10 DRAWINGS EXCEPT DIMENSIONING AND STORYBOARDING.. PRODUCTIVE BECAUSE HAVE BEEN DOING WORK.. FUCKED UP, BECAUSE....  I WENT BACK TO WORK THIS WEEKEND, SO THE RESTAURANT MANAGER FORGOTTEN ME, SO HE TEST ME AGAIN..TO TEST MY ABILITIES, HE WAS AMAZED (OFCOURSE, I WAS TRAIN PLEASE) SO HE DELETED MY PASSWORD TO ACCESS FOR KEYING ORDER AND CASH OUT FUNCTIONS.. HOWEVER HE RETURN ME, BUT WIHT ONLY TAKING ORDER FUNCTION NOT ADDING ORDERS.. SO WHAT DO I DO IF CUSTOMERS WERE TO ADD ORDERS FROM ME ? KEEP DISTURB OTHERS FOR MY WORK? YOU THINK MY COLLEGUE WILL ENTERTAIN ME? THOSE ARE MALAYS IDIOT... I ONE PERSON BETTER THAN TWO OF THEM PLUS TOGETHER PLEASE, THREE MAYBE IN THE PAST... (NOT TO SHOW OFF)ANYWAY, THAT RGM WAS THE TYPE OF PERSON THAT DOESNT TRUST ANYONE...SO WHAT IF HE DOESNT TRUST ME? I DUN NEED HIS TRUST FOR GOODNESS SAKE, BUT AT THE VERY LEAST... TRUST MY ABILITIES? OR AT THE VERY LEAST.. DUN LIMIT AN ORDERTAKER FOR DOING GOOD SERVICE TO CUSTOMERS. I ASKED MYSELF, SHOULD I LEFT JUST LIKE THAT GO AND NEVER COME BACK AGAIN, OR I WILL BE DOING SOME KIND OF SERVICE THAT DOESNT SATISFY CUSTOMERS? ANW, ITS A LONG AND TIRED WEEK FOR ME....SO, RESIGN MIGHT BE A BETTER CHOICE TOO, BESIDES THAT SHIT PAY..ALTHOUGH I WAS HAPPY TO WORKED TODAY THO.. REALLY! &lt;br /&gt;MONEY MONEY, I NEED... &lt;br /&gt;OKOK IN THIS SHIT WORLD, WHO WILL REALLY CARE SO MUCH MAN...IF U HAD A FRIEND, WHOS BOYFRIEND DIDNT ALLOW HER TO GO OUT WITH OTHER GUYS BUT YET HE, HIMSELF WENT OUT WITH OTHER GIRLS.. WHAT IS THIS REASONING MAN... AND WORST, YOUR FRIEND SIDES HIM AS MUCH AS SHE CAN, OF COURSE SHE LOVES HIM MA "LOVES AS IN, NOTHING IN NAME BUT ARE TOGETHER" WHAT ISIT LEH, SERIOUSLY.. YA DUN THINK TOO MUCH... SUDDENTLY I FELT SO FINE ATTENDING SCHOOLS... O MAYBE ITS, EYE CANDY A =D... SERIOUSLY LA... IF I CAN BE THE ONE TO SENT U HOME, WHA THAT WOULD BE HEAVENLY.. ALTHOUGH ITS LIKE SO LATE, YOU HAVE TO TRAVEL BACK IN THAT LONG BUS/TRAIN RIDE ALONE =/ YOU COULD HAVE MY COMPANY, LIKE REAL -.-&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, REMEMBER NOT EVERYTHING , YOU CAN DO SOMETHING TO IT... PRACTICAL BITCH.. THEREFORE, YOU WILL HAVE KARMA, SAME AS WHAT I MIGHT HAVE ? DO 9817409272947295879575072042 GOOD DEEDS TO REPAY YOUR 1 BAD DEED. MAKE SENSE?&lt;br /&gt;AT LEAST BUSY IN SCHOOL, DOESNT KEEP ME OCCUPIED FROM THINKING THOSE PEOPLE WHO LEFT MY WORLD.. I AM FINE, IF YOU LEFT MY WORLD TOO.. BUT NOT THOSE WHO LEFT PELASE =/&lt;br /&gt;NEXT WEEK, WOULD BE UP TO CHALLANGES AND EYE CANDY A =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/w38T0izoPG/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/w38T0izoPG/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=w38T0izoPG" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=w38T0izoPG" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=w38T0izoPG" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=w38T0izoPG" rel="nofollow" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/w38T0izoPG/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/HdNYSJB/music/A0jt7qoa/inoue-joe-closer/"&gt;Closer - Inoue Joe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-6812096891332326314?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/6812096891332326314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=6812096891332326314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/6812096891332326314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/6812096891332326314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-isit-that-you-want-leh.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-8246397552897477537</id><published>2009-03-10T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T00:49:58.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IT DOESNT MATTER ANYMORE RIGHT? RIGHT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-8246397552897477537?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/8246397552897477537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=8246397552897477537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/8246397552897477537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/8246397552897477537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-doesnt-matter-anymore-right-right.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-4091368518745088795</id><published>2009-03-10T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T00:45:48.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RECENTLY ALOT OF DEATH EH? LOTS OF FUNERAL SETTING UP IN MY NEARBY NEIGHBOURHOOD. SO PEOPLE COME AND PEOPLE BOUND TO GO.. O WELL, A FEW GO AGAIN.. WTH. I DUNO WHY I COULDNT SET COLOURS ON POST ANYMORE... MAYBE COLOUR WILL MAKE IT MORE INTERESTING AND LIFE MORE INTERESTING EH ? AFTER ALL... ALL I ASKED WAS, HOW I COULD WAKE UP IN THE EARLY MORNING.. AND WAS CONCLUDE THAT I AM GIVING UP -.- HUMANS SURE ARE WEAK EH... THE PORCUPINE WAR HAS ALL ALONG COMMENCING.. TWO MORE YEARS LEH, NOT THAT I COULDNT SURVIVE BUT PLEASE TEACH ME SURVIVAL SKILLS. IT'S TIRING.. MAYBE AFTER I MADE A MISTAKE ON SELECTING EH? I DIDNT LOOK AT THE PICTURES ANYMORE, HOWEVER I LOOKED UP TO THE REAL ONE..WHAT SHOULD I DO ? DIDNT I TOLD MYSELF NOT TO FALL FOR THAT SIMPLE TRAP? I WOULD NEVER EVER H.....&lt;br /&gt;IF LIFE IS A SHOW, IT WOULD APPEAR IN DRAMA..THEN I WOULD SET IT IN A FERRIS WHEEL, SINGAPORE FLYER? 2 SINGLE INDIVIDUAL ENCLOSE UP IN THE AIR...ADMIRE THE PICTURESQUE VIEW, EMBRACE TIGHTLY AND THE INCOMPLETE CONFESSION. WILL IT JUST END WHEN THE BACKGROUND WAS DIFFERENT? MARRIED COUPLES SHOULD LOOK AT HOW THEIR WEDDING WAS CONDUCTED, THE PHOTOS THAT WERE TAKEN AND THE HARDSHIP AND THE "SWEETSHIP" THAT THEY TOOK TO REACH HERE SO FAR.. &lt;br /&gt;THOSE FEELINGS FORM A SINGLE TEAR..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-4091368518745088795?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/4091368518745088795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=4091368518745088795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/4091368518745088795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/4091368518745088795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2009/03/recently-alot-of-death-eh-lots-of.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-8358374987863637889</id><published>2009-03-09T03:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T04:35:31.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/HsIBB44zfj/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/HsIBB44zfj/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=HsIBB44zfj" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=HsIBB44zfj" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=HsIBB44zfj" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=HsIBB44zfj" rel="nofollow" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/HsIBB44zfj/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/HdNYSJB/music/-Tnc1JrQ/ikimono-gakari-aoi-aoi-ano-sora/"&gt;Aoi Aoi Ano Sora - Ikimono Gakari&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULDN'T HAVE TOOK THOSE WORDS SERIOUSLY, AND NOW I JUST BROWSE THROUGH THOSE PICTURES AS IF I REALLY MISSED YOU THAT BADLY. WHAT SHOULD I REALLY DO? I'VE NEVER FELT SO USELESS BEFORE.. ITS LIKE YOU KNOW/SENSE THAT YOUR FRIEND/S IS/ARE IN DANGER AND ALL YOU COULD DO WAS, STAND THERE? AND DO NOTHING. I REALLY HATE THIS FEMALE KIND OF BLOODLINE. I AM HAVING THIS "INSTINCT" WHICH I THINK ITS AS POWERFUL AS A FEMALE SIXTH SENSE WAS FLOWING THRU ME, AND OF COURSE... JUST HOW MANY MORE PEOPLE ARE GOING TO WALKED OUT MY LIFE JUST LIKE THAT! ME ALONE COULDN'T CHANGE THE FACT THAT THEY LEFT.. WILL I REMAIN SINGLE FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE? BETTER NOT -.-&lt;br /&gt;I TOTALLY HATE SHORT FORMS LIKE, GTH? WHATS THAT? GO TO HELL? SOMEONE TEXT ME THAT AND WENT OFFLINE =/ I COULDN'T CARE LESS. &lt;br /&gt;PURSUING PERFECTION IS ALSO A KIND OF IMPERFECTION. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Im7AinaF9K/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Im7AinaF9K/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=Im7AinaF9K" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=Im7AinaF9K" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=Im7AinaF9K" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=Im7AinaF9K" rel="nofollow" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/Im7AinaF9K/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/xiia0zhu/music/w4yV5c6j/yang-cheng-lin-leng-zhan/"&gt;Leng Zhan 冷戰 - Yang Cheng Lin 楊丞琳&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-8358374987863637889?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/8358374987863637889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=8358374987863637889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/8358374987863637889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/8358374987863637889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2009/03/aoi-aoi-ano-sora-ikimono-gakari-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-8946669467813231644</id><published>2009-03-07T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T01:42:18.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAS IT REALLY A CRUSE ?&lt;br /&gt;WE HAVE NOT ATTEND MORNING CLASS FOR 3 LESSONS ALREADY, TUESDAY, WEDNESDAY AND THURSDAY... THE REASON, WE DO NOT KNOW... THIS POST IS DEFINTELY NOT THE SUMMARY OF OUR MUNDANE LIFE. NOT THAT WE ARE HAVING MUNDANE LIFE, BUT JUST DIDNT WANT TO MISUNDERSTOOD IT. &lt;br /&gt;WE WATCHED MOVIE WITH _______ : "HES JUST NOT THAT INTO YOU" &amp; "PUSH" OKAY, SO PUSH WAS TOTALLY A PSYCHOLOGICAL MOVIE, I WOULD SAY... I GOT THIS FEELING THAT I CAN SEE THE FUTURE WITH MY "INSTINCT" JUST LIKE THAT GIRL... OR WHOEVER THAT CAN SEE THE FUTURE IN THAT SHOW.. INTERESTING HAR? HOWEVER WE DO NOT THINK SO.. &lt;br /&gt;WE AM REALLY TOO SCARED TO CONTINUE KNOWING THE FUTURE, WE KNOW WE CAN CHANGE THE FUTURE, SHAPE THE FUTURE, BUT WE ARE SICK AND TIRED OF SEEING OURSELVES BEING ALONE, DESPITE WE FOUND MRS TAN? -.- CHEY.. WE ARE SO NOT GOING TO GET TRICK OVER SOME JOKES. OUR INSTINCT ALSO TOLD US THAT WE ARE BEING PRANKED ON.. BEFORE THEY COULD PRANK US..PISCES KAR? TOUGH GIRL..&lt;br /&gt;ONE THING WE COULD BE SURE IS, WE REMAIN SINGLE FOR THE NEXT FOUR YEARS. ALTHOUGH WE DO FOUND POTENTIALS ALONG OUR WAY.. &lt;br /&gt;OUR INSTINCT WORK SO DIFFERENTLY... I THOUGHT WE ARE GOING TO MAKE IT, HOWEVER WE LOST BEFORE THE SHOW END.. HES JUST NOT THAT INTO YOU? "HAPPY HUSBAND, END UP GETTING DIVORCE FOR REPEATED LIES, POOR WIFE DECIDED TO DIVORCE WHEN SHE PLANNED TO RECOVER THEIR MARRIAGE BUT COULDNT STAND WITH THE LIES. THAT LADY, BREAK UP WITH THE PARTNER, BECAUSE HE DIDNT WANT TO GET MARRIED.. THAT POOR GUY? GET KICKED AWAY, BECAUSE HE DIDNT BELIEVE IN MARRIAGE.. AND LIVE ALONE TRAVELLING AT SEA, BUT STILL LOVED HER AND HELPED HER WHEN SHE NEEDED... AND THEY GET MARRIED! THAT LOST GIRL, WHO COULDNT FIND HER LOVED ONES, AFTER REPEATED DATES AND ALL THE WAITING FOR CALLS, PLANNING WAHT TO DO NEXT, WAS TOGETHER WITH THE HE, THE HE WHO HELPED HER ALONG THE WAY, DIDNT EXPECT THAT WAS LOVE THAT HE STEP ONTO IT... THAT CHEAP BITCH, SLEPT WITH 2 GUYS, AND ENDED UP BEING ALONG, I BET WITHOUT REALLY KNOW TRUE LOVE.. LASTLY THAT POOR LADY WHO ALWAYS COMMUNICATE WITH GUYS THRU OTHER COMMUNICATIONS EXCEPT FOR PHONE AND REAL LIFE, FOUND SOMEONE THAT ATTRACT HER THRU ADVERTISMENT.."&lt;br /&gt;INTERESTING ? IT INVOVLVES LOTS OF TRIANGULAR RELATIONSHIPS... I COULD HAVE ATE THAT FRIED SUSHI? WHEN U FEEDING ME.. THAT DUMB GUY WHO SEAT BESIDES ME? DAMN IT, WITH YOUR BAD BREATH, AND U TALKED AND U MOVE ALOT.... I WONDER WHAT YOUR GIRLFRIEND SEES IN YOU... GOT SPACE TO GO HUG HUG , DUN LEAN NEAR ME LA -.- FUCKING GAY ! OKAY PLEASE PLEASE, SOMEONE LET ME BE CALM IN MY SINGLE LIFE... I REALLY GOT TO GET USED TO THIS ! I CANT BE IN A RELATIONSHIP... BUT THAT DOESNT MEAN THAT I AM GAY FOR GOODNESS SAKE, IS SERIOUSLY I AM SICK AND TIRED TO FIND MY ANOTHER HALF..&lt;br /&gt;I AM WAY TOO TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;I MAY BE NICE, BUT I MIGHT BE OUT OF MY WORDS WHEN I AM WITH YOU.... I MIGHT KNOW WAHT U NEED BUT I MIGHT NOT GIVE U WAHT U WANT...COMPLICATED STUFFS? NFBKNLJDFUIALKNDSK PLEASE GIVE ME A BREAK !&lt;br /&gt;I WAS REJECTED WAY BEFORE ALREADY.. O, I WAS LATE FOR THE MOVIE AND I BROKE THAT PROMISE ABOUT THE GIFT.. I BET I DIDNT HAVE TO GIVE IT TO YOU ANYMORE.. YOUR BIRTHDAY? I AM DEFINTELY NOT THE ONE WHO IS GOING TO CELEBRATE WITH YOU, GIVING U BAG OF CHOCOLATES AND HOLDING OVER A CHOCOLATE CAKE WITH LIGHTED CANDLES WHILE WE HAVING OUR BUFFET... O , BTW I MISS BELINDAS AND WENDY.. *NOTE:BELINDS AS IN 2 BELINDA THAT I KNOW.. THEY ARE EXAMPLES THAT WAS OUT OF MY WORLD.. I HAVE 9874636834206562 OF OTHER EXAMPLES THAT HAS LEFT.. AM I DEPRESSED? I GUESSED A LITTLE, BUT IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOUR LECTURES, SO DUN WORRY.. LONG POST? I BET NO ONE WILL EVER READ TILL CHUBURA'S LYRICS AND TILL HERE .. IF U DID, WOW, U SURE ARE PATIENT, WANTING TO KNOW ABOUT ME.... BUT THIS POST IS RATHER CONFUSING...ASK ME, IF U REALLY WANT TO KNOW =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-8946669467813231644?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/8946669467813231644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=8946669467813231644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/8946669467813231644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/8946669467813231644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2009/03/was-it-really-cruse-we-have-not-attend.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-1422839029103365830</id><published>2009-03-02T17:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T19:47:13.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>COINCIDENCE ; CRUSE.           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WE SHOULD BELIEVE THAT, " OH, ITS A COINCIDENCE THAT IT HAPPENED" OR " WE WILL DEFEATED THIS CRUSE REGARDLESS WAHT IT TAKES" SO WAHT IF WE DEAL WITH THIS PROBLEM OR SOME BIGGER PROBLEM THAT WE HAVE EXPECTED.. " WEAPONS IS TO PROTECT OR TO HURT? " WHEN YOU SPOKE, WAS IT A WORD OF CONCERN OR WAS IT CRUSE?! CONCLUSION: ONLY YOUR HEART KNOWS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/m02pFTUYl6/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/m02pFTUYl6/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=m02pFTUYl6" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=m02pFTUYl6" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=m02pFTUYl6" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=m02pFTUYl6" rel="nofollow" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/m02pFTUYl6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/groups/4uRirDaL/music/h_I0qMmS/long-shot-party-distance/"&gt;distance - LONG SHOT PARTY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A FEW INCIDENT, WERE HARD TO EXPECT AND IT LEADS TO A BYE. ASKED FOR A MORNING CALL AT 845 FROM A FRIEND WHO WOULD BE IN SCHOOL AT 6/7.. IS NATURAL, SINCE YOU ARE AWAKE BY THEN.. WHEN WE SLEPT AT 415 EARLY IN THE MORNING, WHEN WE HAD MISS COUNTLESS OF MORNING CLASS, THEN WE HAD TO FIND WAYS TO DEAL WITH IT.. ALARM CLOCK IS ONE WAY, BUT ITS NOT CONCRETE, HOWEVER THAT WAS THE LAST CONVERSATION WE HAD.. AN UNEXPECTED MORNING CALL, WITH ALL THE VULGARITIES WHICH WAS UNECCESARY, WHICH WE STILL DUNO WHY IT HAPPENED TILL NOW... WHICH LEADS TO A CUT OFF TIES AND GOODBYE _____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A CLASS OF 23 (21), WERE DIVIDED INTO GROUPS OF 4, WHEN 14 WERE IN CLASS... 2 GROUPS WERE FORMED WHICH REMAINS 14-8=6. 5 PLUS WE, WHILE THE 5 WAS A CLIQUE AND PLANNED TO FORM A GROUP WITHIN EACH OTHER.. SUBMISSION WAS ON THE FOLLOWING WEEK; MONDAY.. SO WAHT WAS THE RUSHED THEN? CANT U SEE THERE IS NO ONE IN CLASS? WHAT MAKES U CONCLUDE THAT KEEP QUIET MEANS WE ARE NOT FORMING ANY TEAM.. MAYBE U ARE AT THE HEART OF CONCERN TO HOW YOU DIDNT WANT LATE WORK POLICY TO HAPPEN, OR RATHER U CONCLUDE THAT WE DIDNT CHANGE AT ALL OVER THE MONTHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS NATURAL THAT WE ARE HUNGRY, THEREFORE WE WILL SEARCH FOR FOOD TO FILL OUR STOMACH.. SO CHICKEN RICE WAS IN OUR MIND, OPP SCH WAS CHEAP TOO.. TOO BAD, IT CLOSED ON MONDAY.. SO WE DECIDED THAT OUR HOUSE BELOW HAD CHICKEN RICE TOO AND DECIDED TO GO.. BUT WE WAS DISAPPOINTED THAT WE DO NOT HAVE CHICKEN RICE TO EAT, CAUSE IT CLOSES TOO. AGAIN; COINCIDENCE OR CRUSE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUR FRIEND'S BIRTHDAY JUST PAST AND OUR FRIEND WAS FROM JC... ITS PROBABLY THAT OUR FRIEND WAS IN J2 NOW..SO OUR THINKING WAS , PROBABLY OUR FRIEND WAS BUSY COPING WITH SCHOOLWORK THEREFORE WE WAITED PATIENTLY, HOPING THAT ONE DAY OUR FRIEND WOULD COME BACK AFTER ALL THE HARDWORK..BUT, WE HEARD FROM OUR FRIEND THAT OUR FRIEND~ WAS THERE, JUST THAT WE DO NOT KNOW AND WE WAS DECIEVED BY THE COUNTLESS MESSAGES. ZERO REPLY. WHEN WE DIDNT DID ANYTHING AT ALL, OUR LAST CONVERSATION WAS FRUITFUL TOO, SO WAHT REALLY GOING ON IN THIS WORLD! THIS DIDNT HAPPENED THE FIRST TIME IN OUR LIFE... SO IT WAS A COINCIDENCE OR A CRUSE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ALSO KNOW THAT THIS ISNT THE WAY TO SOLVE THE CURRENT SITUATION, WE ALSO REALISE ITS NATURAL TO FALL ONCE IN AWHILE BUT DIDNT WE JUST FALL TOO MANY TIMES ALREADY? SO EXACTLY WHAT IS IT, A CRUSE OR A COINCIDENCE ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN WE REALLY MAKE IT ? WHEN WE JUST PURELY WANTED TO FIND THE SOLUTION TO THE SITUATION BUT WAS BLAMED THAT WE ARGUE THAT WE DIDNT GET THE CONCERN, WE ARE NOT THINKING THAT WAY, WE JUST WANT SOLUTION WITHOUT LETTING THE SITUATION OUT BIG... WE ACTUALLY FOUND A WAY, IS TO IGNORE THAT IT WAS THERE, SINCE IT HAPPENED.. BUT WE ARE VERY SOFT HEARTED, WE CANT BARE TO LEAVE PEOPLE WHOM THEY LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE ALRIGHT THAT WE ARE NOT ATTACHED, WE EVEN PREPARED TO WAIT, KNOWING IT WILL COME IN DUE TIME.. HOWEVER FOR THE TIME BEING, PLEASE STOP LETTING ME KNOW NEW PEOPLE, FOR WE DO NOT WANT TO LOSE THEM ANYMORE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE COLD, WITH FAN ON TO THE MAX IN THIS RAINING DAY.. WE WERE UPSET THAT WE DUN FEEL A SENSE OF CHILL AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO YOU NOT THINK THAT WE CHANGED? WHEN I EVEN PRAISED YOU FOR FINALLY CONDUCTED SOMETHING UP TO MY EXPECTATION..WE ENJOYED ACTUALLY, BUT YOUR RUSHING SPIRIT TURN US DOWN TOTALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROBABLY YOU'VE FORGOTTEN THAT WE SAID THAT WE AND YOU WILL STILL BE FRIENDS EVEN THE SKY DROP DOWN.. UNFORTUNALY WE COULDNT DO ANYTHING TO HELP YOU, WE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE THE PURPOSE OF YOU LEFT, WAS RIGHT SINCE WE AND YOU ARE NOT COMPATIBLE AT ALL.. THE APPERANCE, THEN INTELLIGENCE AND THE MATURITY.. WE NO LONGER CARE ARE WE GROWN UP ANYMORE, BECAUSE THE KID WHICH WAS IN US WAS HURT SO MUCH BY MERE WORDS.&lt;br /&gt;WE USED TOO MUCH AND RELY TOO MUCH ON OUR INSTINCT. EMOTIONLESS MAYBE WILL DRIVE US FURTHER..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU CHANCE UPON READING THIS, PLEASE DUN CONCLUDE IMMEDIATELY, FOR WE MIGHT NOT MEAN WHAT YOU THOUGHT. I SHOULD HAVE NORMINATE A FOR THAT AWARD.. WE'VE LEARNED ALOT FROM A AND WAS APPRECIATED, ITS A PITY THAT A WASNT WHO WE WANTED A TO BE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B,Y, AND Z HELPED ME; I GUESSED I DISAPPOINTED THEM..&lt;br /&gt;WE SAW THE SUN TRYING SO HARD TO SHINE IN THE STORMY AND RAINY DAY WITH LIGHTING; WAS COVERED BY CLOUD AND MIST THAT FORM DURING THE PRECIPITATION JUST TO ALLOW US TO SEE THE SKY AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST WHAT ATTRIBUTES DOES WE HAVE? PROBABLY WE ARE ALWAYS GETTING SO HEAD-HOTTED AND RUSHED INTO SITUATION WITHOUT STANDING BACK AND HAVE A CLEARER VIEW OF IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE DIDNT WANT TO GIVE UP, BUT WE ARE VERY TIRED..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/eHXYVvtqvp/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/eHXYVvtqvp/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=eHXYVvtqvp" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=eHXYVvtqvp" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=eHXYVvtqvp" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=eHXYVvtqvp" rel="nofollow" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/eHXYVvtqvp/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/boiar/music/B4sW21q1/kelun-chu-bura/"&gt;CHU-BURA - KELUN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chu bura minna kimochi o kakaete&lt;br /&gt;kyou mo toki wa nagare sugi teyuku&lt;br /&gt;kimi wo mitsumeru tabi komi ageru&lt;br /&gt;omoi mo uwa kutsutaerare nai mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itsu no manika wasureteita namidaga umareru basho o tamotte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saa mabuta o agete sono namida to hiki kaeni&lt;br /&gt;tobitatte ikeru sono te ni todoku youni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omoi dashitanda kimino uta o setsuna ku omou kimochi wo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onaji DORAMA mo nandomo miteru&lt;br /&gt;youna sonna kigashiteta zutto&lt;br /&gt;kimi ga waratte kureta shunkan ni&lt;br /&gt;atarashii SUTOORI ga hajimatta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chu bura minna aseta hibi ga iro tsuiteiku no ga wakattanda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saa mabuta o agete kodokuni suri kaeteta&lt;br /&gt;nakushiteta yuuki wo kono te ni kakage you&lt;br /&gt;koraeteta namida ima omoi dashitakara&lt;br /&gt;kimi no te o nigitte monogatari wa hajimaru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aa ikusen no yoru wo koete ima kokoni iru&lt;br /&gt;kizutsuitatte ii sa ima tsutae wa&lt;br /&gt;saa mabuta o agete hitoride furueteita&lt;br /&gt;kimi no te o nigitte omoi wo tsutaeru no da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omoi dashitanda kimino uta o setsunaku omou kimochi wo&lt;br /&gt;hadaka no mama no kokoro wo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHU-BURA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold feelings that are suspended in space,&lt;br /&gt;Today, time is passing by too much&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I stare at you, my heart is fills&lt;br /&gt;with thoughts but i still can't convey them well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without realizing it, I forgot&lt;br /&gt;to follow the place where tears are produced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;to those tears conversly&lt;br /&gt;Let it fly&lt;br /&gt;in order to reach that hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember your song&lt;br /&gt;and painfully thinking about your feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've watched this drama so many times　&lt;br /&gt;I always felt just like that&lt;br /&gt;The moment you gave me a smile&lt;br /&gt;a new story began&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The faded days, hanging suspended in space&lt;br /&gt;I knew they were filling with color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;replace your loneliness with something more&lt;br /&gt;find your lost courage, and hold it high!&lt;br /&gt;I've remembered now the tears I was holding back&lt;br /&gt;I'll take your hand and our story will begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aah, I passed a thousand nights to arrive here&lt;br /&gt;It's ok to get hurt, say it now!&lt;br /&gt;Now, open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You were shaking alone&lt;br /&gt;and I grabbed your hand in order to tell you my feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember your song&lt;br /&gt;and painfully thinking about your feelings&lt;br /&gt;with my naked heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/lFvwtgT40w/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/lFvwtgT40w/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=lFvwtgT40w" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=lFvwtgT40w" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=lFvwtgT40w" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=lFvwtgT40w" rel="nofollow" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/lFvwtgT40w/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/p00llux/music/uctwxPfU/stereo-pony-hitohira-no-hanabira/"&gt;Hitohira no Hanabira - Stereo Pony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE DONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCHED THE NEWS JUST NOW, AND GOT A LECTURER AT NUS GOT STABBED, CRUSE OR COINCIDENCE AGAIN? SERVE HIM RIGHT?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-1422839029103365830?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/1422839029103365830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=1422839029103365830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/1422839029103365830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/1422839029103365830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2009/03/coincidence-cruse.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-5012788418041065652</id><published>2009-02-14T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T21:19:43.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its valentine's day. decided to spent alone today at home =/ although i didnt wish to do it, but got to experience it.. after all its not that bad, i got animations to accompanied me.. just a little pity that i didnt get much erms wish? anyway, i totally give up on ..... things which got any link to it. o and i suddently got this feeling or rush of eating chocolates, when normally i hate it... just finish a bar or royce chocolate, rum and raisin and some cubes of duno what chocolate... i didnt know it taste so nice, and i am kinda relieve after eating them... duno, maybe the female kind of bloodline activate.. anyway its good too, since it helps..just hope i wont gain too much weight.. about that time.. erms monday? i didnt said hi to you, was so that i wont get into the way. get into the way between the two of u.. didnt get a chance to said it directly to u..so i said it here.. since u didnt really care.. o peeps when on dates and they enjoyed themselves i guessed.. my turn will come in due time la, duedate 140213 -.- &lt;br /&gt;anyway its valentine day, i will ignore those unwanted pranks, those unwilling wishes and the lonely date... i will announced i love ayame ! i totally love ayame.. i love her truck lots, vehicle lots and bits and pieces. so, tune in. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-5012788418041065652?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/5012788418041065652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=5012788418041065652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/5012788418041065652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/5012788418041065652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-valentines-day.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-5231292611058326826</id><published>2009-02-02T04:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T04:49:35.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Losing Someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 86%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You love affection and the people in your life more than anything. Your greatest fear is that one day someone you care about won't be there anymore. You are a very friendly and inviting person, who draws in a lot of friendships with your kind, considerate, and loyal nature. However, deep down you are slightly insecure and unsure of yourself. You couldn't deal with it if you didn't have one of your loved ones in your life anymore. You don't have too much to worry about though, because with a friend like you, no one will want to lose you either!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Being Alone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 80%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Death&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 50%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Looked down on&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 48%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Where Your life is Going&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 42%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Commitment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 40%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Disappointment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 12%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_is_your_true_fear"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i believe with this, u are able to know how much i didnt want to lose someone. however people who walk into my life, walked out. it's me, and this is my feeling, therefore it would be like so pain if they are gone. just like half of me was gone. comment whatever u want, sissy or be it gay. i got to admit i got this female kind of bloodline.. i am kinda scared of my sixth sense already.. how i wish the good was true, and the bad was false. not everyone inherit this kind of thing. &lt;br /&gt;i am positive enough to delete those who walked out, to solve this problem. i cant stopped them from walking out, but to accept that they walked out! so, i will do waht i can to refrain u, whom i love, to walked out of my life. &lt;br /&gt;the unlimited stress, and the incomplete assignments caused enough headache, but if u're by my side,i think i will be at ease. when finally only u could able to read my mind. i seriously thank you for noticing/aware. goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-5231292611058326826?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/5231292611058326826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=5231292611058326826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/5231292611058326826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/5231292611058326826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-is-your-true-fear-your-result.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-5699756649108089426</id><published>2009-01-24T02:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T02:37:23.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When i thought you were the Moon, when i've lost the Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 january 09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up decided not to attend school, as i got to switch the time on buying new year clothes on saturday to friday. so i woke up, surf the web and do some online chatting before going for a "shopping spree" with a budget of 100 bucks. so went 800plus to buy pants, the uncle was fast to helped me alter the length i wanted. 2 pants for $35. cheap! then went TP library to search for the book that i wanted, because the previous person who loan it, the datedue was on 22, but on 23 that ______ person still not yet return! and 24 is a sat 25 is cny eve..when is he/she is going to return? 28?! i cant help u with the fines. so went tampines mall with jun, i brought him to walked in circles with me, becasue i couldnt find something that i really want to wear for new year. was rather last minute due to sch work and some shit management i have. so bought another pants at 77th street for $49.90 and a shirt from freshbox $36.90 and a yellow tee from duno what shop for $12. initially wanted polo tee but didnt have my size, due to the so last minute? anyway i spent a total of $133.80 for everything =D was another sense of accomplishment, to purchase everything within the time limit and my acceptable budget.. last year spent 2xx? so ya. however because we were walking in circles.. i saw _____ who i shouldnt be seeing but i wanted to see. so i saw _____ on the 2nd floor when i was at the 3rd floor.. so as i was proceeding down to the 2nd floor, i thought i saw the wrong person, or _____ has gone to somewhere else. i was wrong, i saw _____ walking towards my direction! a glance and ignored! not a smile nor a hi. that glance was neccesary, unless u told me u look behind while u walk infront. its terrible, because i cant cry to my mother and say, "mummy its over" once was like never enough, so i went to the 2nd floor to wait for brando to eat.. so when _____ goes up, will eventually goes down.. so i saw _____ again -.- this time, i doubt _____ saw me, or rather didnt want to see me anymore. maybe God has a reason, so that this would happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Dq42pI0vLb"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Dq42pI0vLb" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=Dq42pI0vLb"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=Dq42pI0vLb"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=Dq42pI0vLb"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=Dq42pI0vLb"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/Dq42pI0vLb/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/p00llux/music/cE1Pci_p/aqua_timez_velonica/"&gt;Velonica - Aqua Timez&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-5699756649108089426?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/5699756649108089426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=5699756649108089426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/5699756649108089426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/5699756649108089426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-i-thought-you-were-moon-when-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-2549954490971877516</id><published>2009-01-24T01:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T02:05:56.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, to reduce confusion and minimise understanding, the next post is going to be different from the other post that happened on 23 january 09.&lt;br /&gt;so this post is going to be about what's happening from 12 jan - 22 jan. first up, thank goodness datelines were extended due to chinese new year, and other admin stuffs in sch..i plot my p1 perspective on 1 monday kay! was a great accompishment, since i last plot any perspective. i also attend sch regularly that week, and finished up alot of things that i last left with. i also learn alot during lecture and field trip, but i didnt attend regularly. wondering am i still fit to become a designer.. put that aside, my friend was terminated for some stupid reason.. that place has turned into hell and not paradise when i can no longer have any food i want, come as and when i like and enjoy working like in the past. got another terrible screening past few days.. without clothes this time, are they dumb or waht ?! to me, till now i still didnt believe they are real, because their actions and words seems superficial. you took out your pass to show who? you wanted to provoke my friend? so he could beat u, so u got a reason to bring him back, when we were just talking at small mac.. and those bowlshit stuffs about its chinese new year so we dun lock u up if not we can bring u back now -.- o, and i bought my new year clothes like today, and i bought everything before the target time, and this year's budget do exceed but was acceptable.. its been very long since i played L4D and its been damn long sinced i played with the usual 4. okay, stay tuned to the next post. i know life was never easy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-2549954490971877516?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/2549954490971877516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=2549954490971877516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/2549954490971877516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/2549954490971877516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-to-reduce-confusion-and-minimise.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-5811612135083687964</id><published>2009-01-11T04:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T05:01:50.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have 24 hours a day, I am sure I will be able to cope with everything. "So when you're feeling kind of mixed up, just remember it's a mixed up world. And if you're feeling life is just too tough, just remember you're a real tough girl." Take control girl! Take control! I'll make it work! Make it work!!&lt;br /&gt;okay, i am not a girl, because i took it from somebody's blog. name defintely is private. got to keep that person's privacy. anyway, i got helped from her.. and i really thankful and appreciate for her help. however i know my limits, i couldnt do everything and anything to help her.. she's facing something, something so tough that i might not be able to. i am not sure will she cope it this time, but i want to believe she can. because the phrase that i copied out, told me she can. and she can.&lt;br /&gt;so since she can, why cant i right? ya, everyone will faced their own problem. and i came out a conclusion years ago that, when u deal with a problem this big, another problem with a bigger issue will come after u have deal with that previous problem.. alright, mine came.. keep coming. maybe i always complain was because i need a break. i am someone who doesnt like to work hard, but will if i am needed.. but sometimes didnt really quite sure the timing. conclusion i want to enjoy life. alright i just cleared my p1, which i should have done it weeks ago. i felt ease, thanks joo for the help, maybe prayers.. i duno, that i would be able to recover from some illness, i 've never experience before and the "uncompletable" p1.. i will make full use of 09 and kick those increadible's butt. the new RGM that i didnt really like, was sacastic. of course i am trained to be a cashier, and well trained for your info.. i terribly mistaken that upside-down note kinda problem, was because i didnt done that before..however people do need eat to get strength right? i hope u give me and the rest food, like whoever that can eat.. or whatever, and not throw them away, instead of giving us.. i'll see how u survive in TMPH, while i will only work the most once per week. okay, its been a week since sch open, and i am adapting to it, while ignoring practically.. incorrect, practical. anw, i got a new eye candy.. IAD eh? the course that i wanted to go.. too bad, we are not fated in that sense. as for LJ, i should calm down since 010109, because its not the first time i am facing the same situation.. but i still hope to get an explaination from you. i will still keep that pen, and try very hard to prevent that pen from losing, becasue thats the remaining link between us. i hope to continue keeping that sense of belonging, because i didnt want to lose you but had to. new year, new surrounding, new people, new expectation, new changes. engsing is not going to lose, he will be strong enough to continue his single life! i believe. totally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-5811612135083687964?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/5811612135083687964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=5811612135083687964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/5811612135083687964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/5811612135083687964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-24-hours-day-i-am-sure-i-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-5866847030390726359</id><published>2009-01-05T02:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T03:01:01.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its school later, and i couldnt sleep due to the illness, so came to blogging... since i couldnt get to talk to someone so late right?. okay i've picked up myself for the new year, in terms of career and studies. however for relationships, maybe i should put them aside, since that thing came happening. as for the new year thingy, i would like to add another one, i will eat apple everyday: to keep myself healthy and not fall sick ! its really terrible kay, to fall sick on the 3rd jan. with you wishing me, with you communicate with me, with you cheer me. should i be thankful or doubtful. please dun conclude things easily, practical peoples. need advisor who are single and is so strong in living their life right now! because i seriously need to get this "i must be in a relationship" mindset off my mind, since i couldnt care less about the 4 years cruse; conclusion i may be attached after the 4 years cruse. lets believe, i will be wiating for you 4 years later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/1pFFYVLvb0/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/1pFFYVLvb0/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=1pFFYVLvb0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=1pFFYVLvb0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=1pFFYVLvb0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=1pFFYVLvb0"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/1pFFYVLvb0/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/sjng85/music/i8gGSBa2/rainne_yangchenglinyangchenglinrainne_dai_wo_zoudai/"&gt;帶我走dai wo zou,daiwozou - 楊丞琳rainne yangchenglin,yangchenglin,rainne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-5866847030390726359?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/5866847030390726359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=5866847030390726359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/5866847030390726359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/5866847030390726359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-ive-picked-up-myself-for-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-8442661683138571836</id><published>2009-01-04T02:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T03:08:55.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/yi4moZ_kPY/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/yi4moZ_kPY/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=yi4moZ_kPY"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=yi4moZ_kPY"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=yi4moZ_kPY"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;ek=yi4moZ_kPY"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/yi4moZ_kPY/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/GWLFDS8/music/8v74QIVh/arashi_truth/"&gt;Truth - Arashi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so its new year three days ago.. in the new year, i have got to jog bedok reservoir once per week, work 1 of the weekend and get myself a faithful, sensible girlfriend? beautiful! okay i am not that great to suit with that kind of person.. had been playing left4dead the past few days, ended up getting sicked. its the first time, i am experiencing cold and hot at the same time, a high fever? of 38.8 degree celsius? continuous banging of the head, and shivering from head to toe, all the time. wth, and i fall sick at the right time -.- i have to rush my p1, while the plotting room, was shut.. well i fail my p1? its isnt fair to request for additional time, when i have 3 full weeks, 2 to be exact.. like real i would say taht.. o CDS, i forgot to select -.- what else, u also left me just like that, without telling? alright maybe u dun have to tell.. its me who got to tell, and was slow during the process. so i have to permanently say goodbye to u ? which i hate it to the core.. i so so seriously want to break that curse la, 4 years more -.- i thought it was dengie fever, o my the brain was hurt due to the heat.. could even spell it right. if it is, then i would have ended my life? if its not, how am i going to survive? its a long day for 5th jan, will i be able to make it ?  and that dream was real.. i guessed you probably didnt believe it. the last time: 26dec08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-8442661683138571836?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/8442661683138571836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=8442661683138571836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/8442661683138571836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/8442661683138571836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2009/01/truth-arashi-okay-so-its-new-year-three.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-4199898963461705954</id><published>2008-12-19T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T15:22:10.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" Don't worry la. Even if you not coming back to ______, I still want you as a friend right!! So I'll still keep in contact with you "&lt;br /&gt;i know deep inside, you probably got hurt. i am too, the distance that keep dragging. its way too long that i didnt realise how long it has been. out of the 23000? only 1 managed to do so.. this is something you get, without really asking for.. &lt;br /&gt;i was prepared to go, dressed up and ready, but i refuse to go, due to whatever reason. was supposed to go school to do my incomplete work, but was delayed because i wanted to post this important message, because u dun get them everyday..and to experience a touched, is not something you would also get from everyday. maybe she's the one.. &lt;br /&gt;1B 2L 3T, was drank to the fullest and pee out to the fullest too. 24 date, was partially ruined, maybe a complete ruined today, as for the chilli, ee so disgusting.. this year was shit, i seriously didnt want to work on christmas, despite the double pay.. &lt;br /&gt;lastly, thank you joo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-4199898963461705954?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/4199898963461705954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=4199898963461705954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/4199898963461705954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/4199898963461705954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/12/dont-worry-la.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-2239233835905288184</id><published>2008-12-17T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T01:29:02.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/kpNj_s4lo9/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/kpNj_s4lo9/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=kpNj_s4lo9"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=kpNj_s4lo9"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=kpNj_s4lo9"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/inthasack/music/c41YlkvH/toshihiko_sahashi_peace/"&gt;Peace - Toshihiko Sahashi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU HAPPY NOW ?! says:&lt;br /&gt;follow ur heart la&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU HAPPY NOW ?! says:&lt;br /&gt;if u think its ncie&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU HAPPY NOW ?! says:&lt;br /&gt;nice&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU HAPPY NOW ?! says:&lt;br /&gt;then let it be&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU HAPPY NOW ?! says:&lt;br /&gt;if not&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU HAPPY NOW ?! says:&lt;br /&gt;forget it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU HAPPY NOW ?! says:&lt;br /&gt;but it doesnt mean its bad&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU HAPPY NOW ?! says:&lt;br /&gt;just that ur idea somewhat is unique&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU HAPPY NOW ?! says:&lt;br /&gt;and and &lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU HAPPY NOW ?! says:&lt;br /&gt;the ur audience might not be able to accept it now&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU HAPPY NOW ?! says:&lt;br /&gt;doesnt mean they will never accept it forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/IfGdnvK5eb/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/IfGdnvK5eb/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;" /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;ek=IfGdnvK5eb"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;ek=IfGdnvK5eb"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;ek=IfGdnvK5eb"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ads.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/inthasack/music/xr-myu-6/toshihiko_sahashi_flame_of_resolution/"&gt;Flame of Resolution - Toshihiko Sahashi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shes being supportive to me, to bad shes say i'm not her cup of tea, but shes a good girlfriend material. she erase those rejections/nasty words to make me do it..even it was my first time doing it. however even the item was done, the date might fail because it falls on a popular date, and i am not the only one asking. kbox in the morning, movie during the day, and songs at the sea till night. its already 99% complete, just left the 1% and thats you. if i fail the cruse still exsit, if i got it, i break the cruse together wiht you. was screened by P, S19,E18,J17 &amp; B16 so B saw 2P throw his pack, and remain calm, lame P thought B hiding something, trying to hide embarassment blame J hiding it.. use torchlight to search somemore sia, wallet nand a 2 dollar note need to hide? eh P u stupid? ask, age, ask sch ask like everything, ask S parents name -.- and contact number.. i am not a robot, can u repeat. E help S repeat but P want S to repeat herself -.- wtt ended up ask E, J and B but J refuse to give, an arugment started, and that P was so lame, like seriously.. end up we was free from that place, and it was just a spotcheck not a warning, u think waht, u fliming show ar -.-  afterwards i went home and open the letterbox and i got the letter of the fined -.- wth&lt;br /&gt;december was -.- i failed P1, get fined, get screened. spent lots of money, no time to plan christmas outing? and no time to work.. and soon u will go and i have to bid goodbye? christmas eve was my chance, backup planned 23 dec.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/NGAM-Z5ifC/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/NGAM-Z5ifC/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/inthasack/music/CWBuLe0X/toshihiko_sahashi_state_of_the_future/"&gt;State of the Future - Toshihiko Sahashi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i duno if u still remember that i've said, even if the sky drop down i think we'll still be friends.. but i duno are we still, from that day when u lent me your stuffs, its never as warm as before.. i duno what will really happened to me in the next few years, i might think i wish to die, i want a girlfriend, or maybe more money to travel.. japan is a must! i duno what others think, but i am not independent, i also know i am not a hero too.. why would i continue in design school, is because i want to design my own home in terms of the people to the interior of the home to the exterior and to the people. and not to be the ace student or wahtever, i need everyone to help me with this too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=2239233835905288184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/2239233835905288184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/2239233835905288184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/12/peace-toshihiko-sahashi-are-you-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-8269962781840961905</id><published>2008-12-03T03:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T03:39:08.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/0eQoIh4URE/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/0eQoIh4URE/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/shanachan86/music/Vwq_0FZo/masami_mitsuoka_last_cross/"&gt;Last Cross - Masami Mitsuoka&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd dec, it wasnt my day.. i planned to go school early and go to work in the afternoon, so as i do not have to go early to school on wednesday to complete my model, but i fail, as i couldnt wake up and the alarm didnt wake me up. my world seems to switch the other way round, its been awhile since i see the sunrise..  so i decided to walk to work early, so i could eat.. who knows, i thought i wouldnt be so lucky, but i got caught and fined for jay-walking-.- am i lucky or waht? so later, i do cashier and didnt eat -.- and i thought i could just slack there and supervise wk, who was the cashier trainee for the day.. but i got news from others that it would be his last day today. it happened too sudden, too quickly.. i asked whats the reason, and he told me something else, well.. he said i am good to realise it was a lie tho.. and he thanked me alot throughout this journey working.. although i didnt teach him everything i got but i am thankful to taught him something.. it was really sad, so sad that its probably the first time i am so .. i mean somethin to a guy, not that i am gay...but maybe we interact as if we are real brothers.. so i drank tiger responsibly, and treat liquor.. but he didnt join, and whats shock me was, we are actually neighbours, as in we live 2,3 blocks away.. to be exact its just next to it.. we could have go to work, and go home together.. zm too.. small world. thank goodness i was there for his last day, if not i wouldnt know what to do, besides he did this becasue of his girlfriend.. and obviously he's not happy, noble? i dare say he's good, he got plans for the future, scholarship for 4 consecutive years and had a beautiful girlfriend, with a chio figure.. what more does he lack.. i really wish i would have a girlfriend who will be so worried about me while working, and didnt want me to work due to the hardship or rather stay by my side or maybe also wait for me after i finish my work and we walk home holding hands..till the next time..&lt;br /&gt;as for c, too cheap le la, but i always believe i could help her, and i want to help her..but i am so afraid shes beyond help, and this post is getting long... but who cares. i wont get the Q for lj? maybe.. i enjoy sharing the cake with you.. maybe i wouldnt have the same taste again if i ate that cake.. and sorry peeps for not going school for like so long..hope i didnt create additional worries..&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/1lUzt70Ps6/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/1lUzt70Ps6/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/DAHmHUU/music/i8-PBQUu/tsubasa_mori_tvsize/"&gt;すべり台 ~Tvsize~ - Tsubasa Mori&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-8269962781840961905?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/8269962781840961905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>in this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/qTZ4hDgdYx/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/qTZ4hDgdYx/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/inthasack/music/WHi1tahs/hirano_aya_unnamed_world/"&gt;Unnamed world - Hirano Aya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/50ToliYK4p/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/50ToliYK4p/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/inthasack/music/XUQ_Vbvl/hirano_aya_riot_girl/"&gt;RIOT GIRL - Hirano Aya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;not you la -.-&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt have come, shouldnt have help, shouldnt ended up getting wet, getting cut, shouldnt have bleed for your sake. ass&lt;br /&gt;my instinct told me, i should help you, but i think you dun deserve it or &lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/4_TZRcotl3/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/4_TZRcotl3/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/inthasack/music/i1pkK4y4/hirano_aya_maybe_i_cant_goodbye/"&gt;Maybe I cant good-bye. - Hirano Aya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but fate also didnt allow to let me know any information for me to further investigate, what worse, i saw the lie, the lie u had. its like i am the target and u use the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/tifjV2Y5QK/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/tifjV2Y5QK/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/inthasack/music/h8cd8MYu/hirano_aya_love_gun/"&gt;Love Gun - Hirano Aya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt; and shot me..&lt;br /&gt;if it's not &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/k5a_xRiN1H/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/k5a_xRiN1H/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/inthasack/music/CZHo0-2B/hirano_aya_for_you/"&gt;For you - Hirano Aya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt even want to know you. i make myself ashamed about that instinct.. &lt;br /&gt;oo, and i saw this lie, good for you la, and whatever lies that was hidden, its the truth, and whatever truth is hidden, its the lie. so only &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Q_HRj0aPwH/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Q_HRj0aPwH/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/inthasack/music/JZQnPQzO/hirano_aya_god_knows/"&gt;God knows... - Hirano Aya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while listening to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/nfmsm-tF4E/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/nfmsm-tF4E/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/inthasack/music/epFhxR7w/hirano_aya_love_song/"&gt;Love Song - Hirano Aya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/34u1gUcqTP/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/34u1gUcqTP/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/inthasack/music/d2e9cGtl/hirano_aya_lost_my_music/"&gt;Lost my music - Hirano Aya&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you can break the code i am coming with, although its not G writing (gokudera writing) check out the lyrics if you want, translation from japanese to english, and you get an in depth of what this post is really about...&lt;br /&gt;after all i thought i could broke that 4.5 years cruse, i still lose to reality..&lt;br /&gt;and maybe even lose to you.&lt;br /&gt;the code you gave me, 1624643572346 how should i remember.. you will help me right? &lt;br /&gt;maybe i should learn how to enjoy my single life.. and i nearly lost everything that i've got..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-7528724009930920912?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/7528724009930920912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>crap =/&lt;br /&gt;i sound pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;when you are upset, all you've to do is just turn them upside down.&lt;br /&gt;whatever tragic past, you just've to deal with it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;experiencing time traveler, what'll i become ten years later? &lt;br /&gt;ten years is a long run down the road, and if i am still the same then probably i am dead. &lt;br /&gt;floor plans? something i am so confident about earlier, was nothing important anymore. maybe after all just do what you've to do and clear up the mess is much more easier.&lt;br /&gt;it's been decided again.. so please dun call me that name... i dun fit to be one right now.&lt;br /&gt;with this cross mind and the indecisive decision, please dun messed with me.&lt;br /&gt;however japanese animation didnt stop running.. &lt;br /&gt;alright, since 4.5 years is kinda true, and i can change the fact maybe its time i put this thing down for awhile.. how true? this true.&lt;br /&gt;khgfcvbnjhg la&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-4629555145932527227?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/4629555145932527227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=4629555145932527227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/4629555145932527227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/4629555145932527227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/11/crap-i-sound-pathetic.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-7690658047796937491</id><published>2008-11-19T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T03:55:15.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/YZTKhIlF1r/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/YZTKhIlF1r/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/hunnychan/music/A9Tf04sh/cherryblossom_dive_to_the_world_full/"&gt;DIVE TO THE WORLD (full) - CHERRYBLOSSOM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song always made my day. its the 3rd opening of khr.&lt;br /&gt;i must really learn the 6 vongola guardian each ability.&lt;br /&gt;sun guardian- ryohei - EXTREME&lt;br /&gt;thunder guardian- lambo - act gong, people will thought you good, when ur playful..&lt;br /&gt;storm guardian- gokudera - intelligence, mid attacker good with obstacles&lt;br /&gt;rain guardian- yamamoto - calm thinking, optimistic; belief&lt;br /&gt;mist guardian- chrome - illusion; looks can be deciving&lt;br /&gt;cloud guardian- hibari - ONLY'VE IMPT PPL IN HIS EYES, THE REST ARE NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;sky guardian- tsuna- vongola blood = instincts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why la, i want to break that so call curse that i got this instincts which is kinda powerful. i really want to drive car and sent you home, but i guessed i would never get that chance. &lt;br /&gt;500 gone=/ why doesnt she tell me..if i didnt get to spot that letter, o man.. x bottles or liquor/beer/wine/alcohol also wont help liao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-7690658047796937491?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/7690658047796937491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=7690658047796937491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/7690658047796937491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/7690658047796937491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/11/dive-to-world-full-cherryblossom-this.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-7406603799516389560</id><published>2008-11-19T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T03:47:02.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, this month so many people's birthday&lt;br /&gt;and i simply did nothing&lt;br /&gt;some, they dun even recieve my sms, or phone calls&lt;br /&gt;or jsut 2 words, happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;kinda pity them? nah~ because i was forgotten in their world too&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes, i should just delete them in my world too&lt;br /&gt;when you are so sensitive to everyone, you would want to protect everyone&lt;br /&gt;even they are bad to you, but please please dun expect they will be sensitive towards you, they probably do not even care are you worrying about them at all.&lt;br /&gt;one great example, partner's puppet. i control you, you control me... ass la, thats not love, please quickly grow up, so you wont suffer so much. *i'm not saying i grew so much -.-&lt;br /&gt;1nov, sihui&lt;br /&gt;2nov, shuzhen&lt;br /&gt;3nov, tien2 &amp; baoyi 's birthday, outing? MIA&lt;br /&gt;6nov laura&lt;br /&gt;12nov irene&lt;br /&gt;13nov sheralyn&lt;br /&gt;15nov belinda&lt;br /&gt;16nov lisa&lt;br /&gt;18nov seowchean&lt;br /&gt;19nov barry&lt;br /&gt;21nov wani&lt;br /&gt;23nov alvin&amp;nigel&lt;br /&gt;okay, so many kay -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-7406603799516389560?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/7406603799516389560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=7406603799516389560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/7406603799516389560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/7406603799516389560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay-this-month-so-many-peoples.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-9212132771214385606</id><published>2008-11-19T03:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T03:39:43.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am a greedy person, &lt;br /&gt;i want girlfriend, &lt;br /&gt;i want money&lt;br /&gt;i want intelligence&lt;br /&gt;i want love&lt;br /&gt;i want sleep&lt;br /&gt;i want ipod touch&lt;br /&gt;i want psp&lt;br /&gt;i want digital cam&lt;br /&gt;i want labtop&lt;br /&gt;i want my own house&lt;br /&gt;i want buy car&lt;br /&gt;i want fetch my girlfriend" home by car&lt;br /&gt;i want have acne free face &lt;br /&gt;i want slimmer&lt;br /&gt;i want lose weight&lt;br /&gt;i want eat as many thinsg i want&lt;br /&gt;i want eat home cook meals&lt;br /&gt;and i want you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice you wont get waht you want normally. hahsashahsah&lt;br /&gt;siao ting dong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-9212132771214385606?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/9212132771214385606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=9212132771214385606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/9212132771214385606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/9212132771214385606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-greedy-person-i-want-girlfriend-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-84030993455979207</id><published>2008-11-19T03:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T03:36:58.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alot of things to worry.&lt;br /&gt;i dun need weight gainer, my weight keep increasing !!-.-&lt;br /&gt;i am still single&lt;br /&gt;my grades sucks to the core.&lt;br /&gt;i am sensitive towards my lectuer not liking my works.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, lousy grades, lousy GPA -.-&lt;br /&gt;kkk, maybe dun care will feel better.&lt;br /&gt;a designer once said: when you duno anything, just do only, so you wont afraid its wrong or not, if you know what to do, then you do it wrongly, wha jialat.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously think i now dun care liao. i can work, play even datelines are near, do my things not very serious but kinda serious.&lt;br /&gt;i keep thinking my mother paying the fees, although i have to pay her back...but its like if i didnt do my best, isnt i am like waste her money? but when i did my best, and i get shit results, not that i say i am the best la.. but my hardwork please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-84030993455979207?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/84030993455979207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=84030993455979207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/84030993455979207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/84030993455979207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/11/alot-of-things-to-worry.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-8753842912864956050</id><published>2008-11-19T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T03:29:56.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been decided.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-8753842912864956050?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/8753842912864956050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=8753842912864956050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/8753842912864956050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/8753842912864956050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-been-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-4605072761264207317</id><published>2008-10-15T05:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T07:11:25.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/sp69vNNhJZ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/sp69vNNhJZ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/groups/kU_VPeuR/music/jDLnCsc1/tsuna_kakusei/&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;Tsuna Kakusei - &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting to think my life is getting mundane, hope school was opening soon, also hope to have more holidays.. i need to find a balance in life, in career and education. design is tough, but i wont let it kick my butt. &lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/fHzWroKBOO/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/fHzWroKBOO/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/inthasack/music/nmEAOwl8/lmc_boys_girls/"&gt;BOYS &amp; GIRLS - LM.C&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 oct, went out to watch movies and meal at nyny, too bad laura didnt worked.. anyway we sat on table 13.. conicidental. i guessed i am only an expert on spotting pretty girls, but quite a noob in observing their true hearts. there are so many of them out there kay, but too bad they are not. kids nowadays are harder to taught compare to the past, a potential early childhood student is needed! so we can observe how we can teach our kids? takecare..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wouldnt it be nice, if we were together, i'll wait outside the school gate after the bell ring, look at your cheerful smile, meanwhile i helped to carried your shoulder bag and headed off, sitting in a double decker bus chit chatting and stuffs.. go and catch a movie once in awhile, when the hot picks arrive at the week. studying in library or void deck, holding hands while walking in parks. shopping during the weekends, browsing through apparels and people walking by... lastly, spot stars at the beach on a peaceful night with a full moon would be perfect. will you really go out with me ? confession doesnt seem to be the trend now.. then, you will surely be my girlfriend =D you can do it, just know that i believe in you. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/7LwPPvRNb0/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/7LwPPvRNb0/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/inthasack/music/kf-5mjnE/splay_echo_again/"&gt;Echo Again - SPLAY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duno why i am so tong ku to be alone.. but robin was alone for 20 years too, and finally found nakama that she can trust... that saulo told her, she was not alone, and nobody was alone in this world.. and  when u are happy , u laugh... you laughed because u are happy, therefore if u are sad, just laugh..dereshi..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-4605072761264207317?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/4605072761264207317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=4605072761264207317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/4605072761264207317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/4605072761264207317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/10/starting-to-think-my-life-is-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-2722168026580557869</id><published>2008-10-11T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T04:25:43.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10 oct was a cool date, i said this for consecutive 2 years... maybe u might want to see the archive about what i wrote last year. multiple choice.. ? WOXN, material girlfriend good, relationship distant, overcome be can problems..sneakers pink, mc071,CJ,studies in intellgent,level O in pointes 7. ALQ, appearance attractive, distant quite, chance got also everybody, tutorial chemistry throught avoidance,level O to days few, height potential perfect. LXXX, know just, avoidance message?, reply to forget, things share to willing, ETI, side east, GPA average, afraid + worried. CTZW, one the was signal zijue, cheesecake oreo, lying at good? away streets few live, precious of care take to me allow, suitors of number, yolks undivided, APG for XX.3, once rejected. break record, first time drink so much and didnt vomit, also force myself not to, cause its yucks, and thank goodness, i didnt.. i love your teeth, i love your smile, i love your intelligence, i love your innocence, i love your feminine, i love your hair, i love your- self, i love the time when i spent with you, talking, chatting, staring, playing, crapping, everything.. i just love you, &lt;br /&gt;seems like drunk guys will speak the truth.. my zijue still tell me, i might remain single for the next 4.5 years.. although sending flowers to potong pasir, yishun, paya lebar, and tampines can be quite cool and romantic while waiting outside the school gate..&lt;br /&gt;and, i might lose my job.. no regrets, probably jsut missed how i gain those skills.. &lt;br /&gt;and on jeremine's birthday 10/10, eastcoast park bbq, the cook of the day, is me.. alright, it was half- way done, i jsut have to maintain the heat and not burn it.. but i done a good job in the speed, quite proud of myself..&lt;br /&gt;9/10, geokteng birthday, and i didnt wish her.. &lt;br /&gt;8/10, shopping since morning, and i only got myself A polo tee -.- waste of time, salard buffet in the afternoon at geek terminal, watched big stan, my first M18 movie at cineleisure, pool before movie, and spot lots of pretty girls, one unmemorable was the one that helped to picked up the white ball while i shoot it out of the pool table to her side.. oops and thanks =D and steamboat after midnight at opp paradiz.. arcade and went home..&lt;br /&gt;a brand new world was hoped to arrive, so i can make more wish..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-2722168026580557869?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/2722168026580557869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=2722168026580557869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/2722168026580557869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/2722168026580557869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/10/10-oct-was-cool-date-i-said-this-for.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-4828078647752439646</id><published>2008-10-07T15:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T16:18:51.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/i8E_BGrBEg/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/i8E_BGrBEg/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ilovestage/music/B-wq2fJ4//"&gt;失落的非主流 - 周杰伦&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few days back, 5 oct.. we had lots of lessons in lots of area in life..&lt;br /&gt;we have relationship; of course. working society ; people in life; people = subject; and everything and anything.&lt;br /&gt;sit along the roadside can be kinda cool. relationship handling lesson 1; to me: not easy. hunt's girlfriend would do anything and everything that a potential girlfriend material would do. would you? expectation is expectation, being together is another thing. &lt;br /&gt;practical must include in doing anything, dun try to do things anyhow-ing but when u anyhow do things, u come out wiht something.&lt;br /&gt;everyone, u get to know in life in any area, primary, secondary, tertiary education... part time work place, those are just passer-bys in your life. either they give u some pointers to move on, or they kick your butt.. if u are successful, they will stay in your circle.. and go.&lt;br /&gt;okay, height issues, past background, overall appearance and overall nei han..education, i might lose to u.. i would never get to see a pink sneakers out on a date when i were to look down to my toes when i am facing you. despite the nice words we always have when we had conversation, u can even accept any education status to be with, but still back to square one, height issue, although you told me not to worry, but no girls would willing to accept a guy who is 2cm shorter than her, she wont be able to wear heels for life. i love girl who only have 1 ear hole in each ear =D you told me problems can be overcome so calmly.. &lt;br /&gt;that oreo might be poison cooking, shit; i hope the china's melamine didnt got you, till now i still dun get your reply, damn worried.. and your umbrella is rusting, still said its your precious. &lt;br /&gt;and on children day, even dying will wont save me.. it's the end, 7 consecutive days... the message wasnt transferred..&lt;br /&gt;after all, my zi jue still seems so right..i am afraid, afraid that you wasnt there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/pQD-z8Dkl-/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/pQD-z8Dkl-/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ilovestage/music/Zp1B4OaD//"&gt;女儿红 - 周杰伦&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-4828078647752439646?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/4828078647752439646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=4828078647752439646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/4828078647752439646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/4828078647752439646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/10/few-days-back-5-oct.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-1243929156428584428</id><published>2008-09-30T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T03:53:59.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy birthday Cheryl!&lt;br /&gt;our birth dates are 1 month apart, cool eh?&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we live quite near too, but so?&lt;br /&gt;o, rude? nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;it's totally a misunderstanding, but i dun care.&lt;br /&gt;worked for consecutive 8 days full ! &lt;br /&gt;break new record.&lt;br /&gt;20 sept (sat) &lt;br /&gt;went eating with hong and song&lt;br /&gt;pasirris park, e hub&lt;br /&gt;drink at kopitiam.&lt;br /&gt;21 sept (sun) &lt;br /&gt;work 11am - closing&lt;br /&gt;area manager and the duno what shit, coming&lt;br /&gt;but never -.-&lt;br /&gt;play mahjong after work till morning.&lt;br /&gt;22 sept (mon) &lt;br /&gt;by right from 11 am - closing&lt;br /&gt;but work at 3pm - closing, cashier.&lt;br /&gt;damn busy : monday seems like a cruse! &lt;br /&gt;23 sept (tue)&lt;br /&gt;work 11 am - closing : cashier.&lt;br /&gt;chio bu observation.&lt;br /&gt;not very busy.&lt;br /&gt;24 sept (wed)&lt;br /&gt;work 11 am - closing : morning: CSR evening: service&lt;br /&gt;afternoon, sit, talk, slack, chio bu... etc&lt;br /&gt;break together, manager not happy, &lt;br /&gt;must sell donation ticks, if not no pay.. &lt;br /&gt;saw 2 designers, caused myself embarrassment,&lt;br /&gt;but manage to neutralise it, thanks for the donation.&lt;br /&gt;attend to a big group, birthday girl.&lt;br /&gt;chio bu.. part time waiter, part time photographer&lt;br /&gt;customer say: not bad hor!&lt;br /&gt;area manager came, i dun care..&lt;br /&gt;get to know laura..&lt;br /&gt;not a bad day, time flies.&lt;br /&gt;25 sept (thurs)&lt;br /&gt;work 11 am - closing : morning: CSR evening: service.&lt;br /&gt;different from, wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;mother came.. &lt;br /&gt;cant remember much..&lt;br /&gt;26 sept (fri)&lt;br /&gt;work 12pm - closing : service.&lt;br /&gt;the day, damn busy..&lt;br /&gt;saw the haising girl..&lt;br /&gt;whalau, still act paiseh.. &lt;br /&gt;jx found 10 points de..&lt;br /&gt;went arcade, had damn long break..&lt;br /&gt;tired already..&lt;br /&gt;27 sept (sat) &lt;br /&gt;desmond's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;work 10 am - 4pm / closing.&lt;br /&gt;thought got celebration.. &lt;br /&gt;so work till closing.&lt;br /&gt;morning bar, night service.&lt;br /&gt;unhappy, damn busy..&lt;br /&gt;QA come -.- never take order..&lt;br /&gt;slack anytime i could.&lt;br /&gt;got compliment letter, by luck one..&lt;br /&gt;28 sept (sun)&lt;br /&gt;11am - closing,&lt;br /&gt;morning cashier, night service..&lt;br /&gt;morning, damn busy.... customer some unreasonable..&lt;br /&gt;common sunday..&lt;br /&gt;getting used to cashier already..&lt;br /&gt;damn tired, just want to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;its really damn tired, if u want to compare this with me,&lt;br /&gt;i tell u, i just love sleeping. &lt;br /&gt;i dare to say, i walk more steps than u per day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 sept: chiong one piece, and rest..&lt;br /&gt;30 sept : bake cheesecake,celebrate cheryl's birthday and rest&lt;br /&gt;1 oct: hariraya, double pay..&lt;br /&gt;2 oct: work to get more money &lt;br /&gt;3 oct: go sylvia's house play mahjong and maybe cut hair ?&lt;br /&gt;4 oct: maybe picnic, maybe work..&lt;br /&gt;5 oct: superband final! maybe work morning..&lt;br /&gt;left with 2 weeks of holiday.. but got more upcoming events..&lt;br /&gt;although i met you, among the vast crowd.&lt;br /&gt;but i tell you, i might not be able to give you, what you want&lt;br /&gt;that's why i am hesitating..&lt;br /&gt;performance was lack, due to the attention given..&lt;br /&gt;not being an attention seeker, but the basic requirement&lt;br /&gt;although people say, xx numbers of missed call = crazy, not as if people died..&lt;br /&gt;but if something damn important, and couldnt reach the participant, how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise another failure post.. i think i need to brush up my summary.&lt;br /&gt;conclusion, i get to know this girl, but also get to know, its impossible to be together?&lt;br /&gt;i am starting to afraid of my own zi jue..its like so powerful.. too powerful till i couldnt control.. i am afraid i might have the outcome of eating 3 rumble ball..&lt;br /&gt;school , opening soon. how i wish, sch holiday last longer..i have so many confirm dates, that have yet to dated. yet again, another empty promises. i can forgive you, due to your attachement, your long distance location, and your busy schedule, and &lt;br /&gt;kkkk conclusion, i am tired. and in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/cNWTi0Res7/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/cNWTi0Res7/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/9262446/music/RlkIEm32/elva_hsiao_xiao_ya_xuan_chong_dong_full_cd_version/"&gt;Chong Dong 冲动 (FULL CD Version) - Elva (Hsiao) Xiao Ya Xuan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-1243929156428584428?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/1243929156428584428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=1243929156428584428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/1243929156428584428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/1243929156428584428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-cheryl-our-birth-dates.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-2071025218541063645</id><published>2008-09-19T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T23:37:36.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>end of block, holiday.&lt;br /&gt;bored to death, house-visit.&lt;br /&gt;playground fun, childhood life&lt;br /&gt;kid soul remains&lt;br /&gt;and we had fun !&lt;br /&gt;laughter, cam whore&lt;br /&gt;and anything a child would do&lt;br /&gt;oo, ice creams!&lt;br /&gt;50% chance. In Design~ &lt;br /&gt;its either you're IN &lt;br /&gt;or you're OUT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my zi jue tell me, i wont get attached during my poly life, let rest army life.. so, alone for another 5 years. gg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-2071025218541063645?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/2071025218541063645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=2071025218541063645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/2071025218541063645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/2071025218541063645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/09/end-of-block-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-829598765514834725</id><published>2008-09-15T03:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T03:55:05.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright, i could have catch some sleep few hours ago, but went to watch one piece and decided to post. i am not moving to yishun after i graduate already. mother was unable to get loan from the bank and the government. she also had her problems while getting that flat, she also had to think about me and my sister's future. can only buy flat with CPF twice or something liek that -.- wt, well, tampines was better since i know the place better, but it will be tough living here. the constant rent accumulates, she says when i work, then buy house. how long will that be? when i graduate 2 years plus, after my army another 2 years. after i find a job, had stable income? 1 year? who knows. what should i do? design life, already took up half of my asset, half of my sleeptime and half of my .... its almost everything! shitty life.&lt;br /&gt;i told someone, i was about to die. might not survive the remaining 2 years plus in design life, or might die halfway that kind of nonsense. i know its damn negative, and it totally sound like the old engsing, that is not my thoughts ! they are my zi jue, hope its not true for this! anyway the reply was it would never happen, and a bye see you around with a big smile , =D like this. i know u are nice, but you know la. &lt;br /&gt;after this week of my well plan schedule for my own, i will kick butt when i get the results and i will enjoy my holidays! just you wait and see. &lt;br /&gt;o , and tu zi 's drummer is damn chio, damn cute! and so cool when playing the drum, okay bye shitty post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-829598765514834725?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/829598765514834725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=829598765514834725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/829598765514834725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/829598765514834725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/09/alright-i-could-have-catch-some-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-511250701294355537</id><published>2008-09-03T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T02:17:56.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank you clement, thank you binghui&lt;br /&gt;blueberry cheesecake. although i think i can bake a better cheesecake then it.&lt;br /&gt; why dun u come and pat on my shoulder, embrace me and tell me, i have done my best.&lt;br /&gt;well i said thats totally not natural. although i always looked at chio bu, talk about chio bu and everything about chio bu, but most of the time, i never seriously look at them. its been a few months since i last saw you, but its the distance that nearly mistook us as strangers. its not natural for me to fall in love with you too. that's so not like me. the puzzle rose was the only gift that i didnt regret giving, giving to you. alright that was so many years ago. for a fourteen year old to think of such idea, can consider romantic. however you have been carrying something for 2 years since then. that monk story was numb. &lt;br /&gt;o cayln was attached. just hope she was not divered from the O levels. &lt;br /&gt;well, i duno how lisa has been living, but her nick doesnt seems she knows her situation, and thinking my words are anyhow. karma? &lt;br /&gt;maybe thats why i am single for duno 3920704615727487621 days.&lt;br /&gt;okay ten was you and your birthday.&lt;br /&gt;everytime when there's a conversation, you will taught me something which totally useful, however we always end the way i didnt want. maybe u didnt want it too, but probably thats the reaction that would create between us, not that we do not have chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;to find your perfect cup of tea, you must allow your partner to think that you are the perfect cup of coffee, that's why it create yuanyang.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-511250701294355537?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/511250701294355537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=511250701294355537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/511250701294355537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/511250701294355537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/09/thank-you-clement-thank-you-binghui.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-1654455620872068881</id><published>2008-08-30T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T03:01:51.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 wishes. (__________, _______, Auntie Oh win 4D first prize.)&lt;br /&gt;18 years old. &lt;br /&gt;i dun want to regret anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i dun even care, &lt;br /&gt;if you care or not.&lt;br /&gt;the ability was born with it.&lt;br /&gt;mind games can be quite fun, &lt;br /&gt;only within the time.&lt;br /&gt;too much would mislead as&lt;br /&gt;irritation.&lt;br /&gt;touching stories, great sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;i wish to be like her, &lt;br /&gt;somehow was just dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;i aware of my strengths&lt;br /&gt;together with my weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;one piece was stopped, &lt;br /&gt;for 3 consequtive days.&lt;br /&gt;assignments never stop pile-ling.&lt;br /&gt;conicidence allow us, &lt;br /&gt;to met each other.&lt;br /&gt;meals was never accurate.&lt;br /&gt;amount was always too much,&lt;br /&gt;but too less this time.&lt;br /&gt;you contradict yourself, &lt;br /&gt;and i thought i found a chance.&lt;br /&gt;ignorance is like byebye,&lt;br /&gt;we didnt even bid goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;good people exist.&lt;br /&gt;so as bad people too.&lt;br /&gt;it tiring to live,&lt;br /&gt;but i've been holding on till now.&lt;br /&gt;the busy routine you have,&lt;br /&gt;the laziness filled me, &lt;br /&gt;assignments were anyhow-ed.&lt;br /&gt;happiness was short for that sense,&lt;br /&gt;but i'm trying so hard,&lt;br /&gt;so hard just to retrive it.&lt;br /&gt;candles? one out of eighteen.&lt;br /&gt;back sec sch, teachers &lt;br /&gt;schoolmates, friends, people.&lt;br /&gt;text message flood-ed.&lt;br /&gt;i have to force it from flowing.&lt;br /&gt;totally dislike chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;the tastiest ____?&lt;br /&gt;not for me, &lt;br /&gt;Type words started with caps?&lt;br /&gt;Was no longer of use anymore.&lt;br /&gt;No point in pursuing something,&lt;br /&gt;Nonsense. -.-&lt;br /&gt;H&amp;C&lt;br /&gt;Form ex&lt;br /&gt;Dumb he, Damn grades.&lt;br /&gt;Shit him, didnt allow me to finish presenting.&lt;br /&gt;Pervertic sensei, irritating shit !&lt;br /&gt;toyo ito's presentation, self- satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;no movies, no dinner, no dating&lt;br /&gt;but got one piece.&lt;br /&gt;new block,&lt;br /&gt;material &amp; finishing.&lt;br /&gt;2D art fundamentals.&lt;br /&gt;surviving rate 50%&lt;br /&gt;determination 10%&lt;br /&gt;supportive peers 85%&lt;br /&gt;willing-ness 60%&lt;br /&gt;you? 100% - 0%&lt;br /&gt;cable tv, chit chats.&lt;br /&gt;crazy weather, raining.&lt;br /&gt;umbrell-katana.&lt;br /&gt;holiday, delayed.&lt;br /&gt;CANNOT CRY LA -.-&lt;br /&gt;go sleep, drink water!&lt;br /&gt;eat less , and eat more&lt;br /&gt;assignment, quickly do&lt;br /&gt;bye la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the above following was written without a sequence, so some doesnt make any sense at all. post can be as long as the first week of august up till today. problems might have solved, but still anyhow-ing. this is a shitty post, and read it while shitting, you probably can make a guess out of which you i am referring to you. but! dun try to figure out yourself and be one smart alack and claim you are that you, when its not you. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;so this is how eighteen feels like.. besides the M18 movies, liquour and others, there isnt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometime back, during my sec sch life..i came out with something like, once u solve this big thing, a bigger thing will arrive depends on its timing. however this time, u have to deal with it , with a higher thinking, higher tolerance than the previous one. therefore its always never easy, but develop this thinking, and somehow u will realise u have been just troubling over trival matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-1654455620872068881?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/1654455620872068881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=1654455620872068881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/1654455620872068881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/1654455620872068881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/08/3-wishes.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-3725742732241181714</id><published>2008-08-02T01:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T02:04:06.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/KT2tXwjq6k/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/KT2tXwjq6k/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="340" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/shan-x/playlist/f74artMr/kelly_poon_zai_shi_jie_zhong_xin_music_playlis/"&gt;潘嘉丽 Kelly Poon - 在世界中心 (Zai Shi Jie Zhong Xin)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously thank God, for letting me witness that scene. one way to tell me an answer, another to get out of this troubling thingy and also found a reason to hate you. partially regretted to hate you, but it wasnt right for the opposite. just like you wont eat sweets with rice because both of them are sweet, and you bound not to taste either one of them. although up to now, i still dun get the reason as i am suppose to catch some sleep, and enjoy myself at johor later. in a way, i am really very sorry, sorry to those that believed in me, that i gave up so easily, sorry to those who hated me, hated means depart from my life. sorry to myself, ended up in this tragic scenario which shouldnt even exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe you should put yourself in my shoes.. cause sometimes, you might be thinking alot. and you just suddenly come and ask me to search my heart etc... assuming that i know everything youre thinking and what not... BUT IN ACTUAL FACT, I DONT.&lt;br /&gt;so you leave me in confusion,&lt;br /&gt;you leave me thinking what the hell did i do to make you unhappy!? and hence my day always ends like this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, school was getting more and more worst. i believe my lectuerer doesnt even bother about my progress, not that i seek attention but to use your heart and feel the punch that would make you do better wasnt there.&lt;br /&gt;o shit, one day i should crack my head and see what does my brain look like =/ and open up my heart and see does it stain, cause you stabbed me without me bleeding.no wonder a tight slap wasnt enough.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, sailing against the vast ocean finding my support, at the same time, all i could be waiting was waht is ahead the horizon. paradise.&lt;br /&gt;我们太相爱了, 如今我才明白爱有它自己的节拍&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-3725742732241181714?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/3725742732241181714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=3725742732241181714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/3725742732241181714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/3725742732241181714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/08/kelly-poon-zai-shi-jie-zhong-xin-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-4826730835294445251</id><published>2008-07-19T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T21:41:39.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/2Utk5cXDTi/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/2Utk5cXDTi/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ailingx3s/music/IdxsXvVs/kelly_poon/"&gt;有些爱 - kelly poon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u are running, no one can have the same pace as you, its the same in everything. maybe you couldnt catch up and you are forced to exceed your limit. that is where friends became strangers. when u start talking, i never get bored and the lines seems like its joining on its own. i'm sorry to those who lent their stuffs or skills to me on rendering, because i didnt make full use of them but in fact wasted it on that A3 paper. i wonder where my purpose has gone to, i couldnt even search for myself. i just want a simple life yet i think i complicate it myself. did i sound harsh? your ignorance completely shut me down, i doubt u are reading these too. i am having a hard time in all areas in my life right now, and i just couldnt find my support in the vast ocean and the harsh climate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/yj7VvSf1sB/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/yj7VvSf1sB/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ailingx3s/music/5EyeolNk/kelly_poon/"&gt;答案 - kelly poon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tight slap might not be enough. sorry qing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-4826730835294445251?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/4826730835294445251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=4826730835294445251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/4826730835294445251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/4826730835294445251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/07/kelly-poon-when-u-are-running-no-one.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-3408588290938252308</id><published>2008-07-06T05:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T05:19:07.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>awhile ago i was having a hard time pressing my password to enter blogger. on thursday night when to work after tut, then go chalet. on friday when to movie marathon. kungfu panda, its a boy girl thing and you dun mess with the zohan. on saturday night, when pub, for the second time. on sunday morning, i was bloggin half sobber, if thats the right word. its a boy girl thing is nice, super nice. its not just the sexual humour part, but the romance, the dreams was cool ! when u start drinking, i think truth will started to spilt out. i spilted out, however it doesnt worked out. i expected too. only magnetic items will attract to a magnet. however i am just a piece of crappy wood. oh well, at least its time i stand up myself, knowing it wasnt you who should wake me up with a big tight slap and continue working hard for architectual rendering, so i could still fight for a place in director's list? hahhahas, i hope i am not dreaming -.- cause i was just back from that noisy place. i thought i could control myself, but alcohol seems to control me. i shall get a hold of myself, besides i was making a complete fool of myself a few hours ago. =/ it was fated, as the palm says, the lines not yet joined. but i was happy that i finally was myself ! it was not easy to be a complete human, but i am trying my best, i hope u could see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-3408588290938252308?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/3408588290938252308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=3408588290938252308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/3408588290938252308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/3408588290938252308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/07/awhile-ago-i-was-having-hard-time.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-1779638097341095244</id><published>2008-07-01T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T01:48:56.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you are not that assassin therefore you are different. when i took a few more looks at that picture, i realise we are not as close as in the picture but as far as the distance between each planet. so what if i now summon a spaceship and fly to your planet? my rocket will tell me, selfdestruct in 10 seconds. i seriously wanted to give up architectual rendering. not that i cant do well, is just that ... i duno, but i am aware that , this should be what i like, colours. talk about colours, i always wanted how i should stroke my brush so i could make your life colourful every second. irritation ruins all the hardwork and intelligence. fate and destiny was destroyed or it never even existed before. so it wasnt her? the line on my palm have yet to shown the left her. i will keep searching and keep searching so that she can slap me and wake me up, so i could really focus on architectual rendering, which i am not suppose to do badly again ! wake me up, so i could add colours to my drawing and to our life. i met nice and bad people along the way. purpose, dream. me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-1779638097341095244?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/1779638097341095244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=1779638097341095244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/1779638097341095244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/1779638097341095244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-are-not-that-assassin-therefore-you.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-3696307203878736577</id><published>2008-06-29T20:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T21:14:23.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its the end of the 2nd block. i seriously did badly for both modules. i could understand why i did badly for comdi, due to weak in language. i didnt expect that i was equalily as %#$%^@! as architectual drawing. so what if i came out with the persepctive drawing first perfectly, so waht if i was being praised, so what if i protect my paper so much, that i didnt even dare to ruined it myself. as long as nothing was produce on the storyboard, it was equalily as bad as someone who doesnt know the work at all. my work, that A1 drawing could have been thrown down from the 5th floor, if it was shermaine's time when she's in TP. regardless how much midnight oil you have burnt just to produce that work, or how much time u have sacrifice to come out with that idea or how talented are you, without even need to know the slightest thing, it still an incomplete work. i was totally aware. no dimension, no annotation, no shading, no scale, what else ? i didnt even completed sectional drawing! hahas, say goodbye to my distinction? for architectural drawing. i was hoped for a distinction so to cover up my comdi as well as getting into director's honoured list. sorry kelly but i think i can throw this dream away. not that i am super confident that i will get and also not that i cant get over with this. i told myself its over and i cant change the fact. but you wont understand, this is like asking you to eat with your feet when you might having a problem to eat with your bare hands. please understand ! &lt;br /&gt;how i wish i could tell u all these right now, not just this, but everything. your ignorance totally shut me off, including your peers that are looking for you. its time i let go the bar that i holding on to. its time for a rest, i'm sorry 3rd block. cheesecake, dating and one piece.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-3696307203878736577?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/3696307203878736577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=3696307203878736577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/3696307203878736577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/3696307203878736577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-end-of-2nd-block.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-975907679840086848</id><published>2008-06-19T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T02:18:14.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>beginning of the porcupine war. liangying words remove all burdens in me.. and seriously she got the calibre to be a great girlfriend, just that she has yet to find her purpose in a relationship. after all she was a great friend to me ! although we live at both ends in singapore but she knows everything to be a friend. i was touched to tears ! seriously la.&lt;br /&gt;although i still dun get it, what's that lie about. like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;critical point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-975907679840086848?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/975907679840086848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=975907679840086848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/975907679840086848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/975907679840086848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/06/beginning-of-porcupine-war.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-4308021982116784868</id><published>2008-06-15T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T19:00:00.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one that i know 3 years ago, another i know, had to work most of the time together 3 years later. i once promised not to allow anybody to left my world anymore! however 1 was left and a few coming up, i guessed. we just celebrate your birthday last last week. what am i supposed to do ! the only clue that i got was futile, in fact it was a trap that i set for myself. i asked carefully, but was mistaken. "did you all did....." and "it's you who did this right....." they were different right? the first one was more polite then the second, and the first one didnt even have any intention of suspection. okay maybe there is, but its different and i didnt have that intention when i asked ! i just want to find a solution to get back my precious.&lt;br /&gt;the precious that left me, just left me.&lt;br /&gt;why do i have to blog all the terrible things -.- when will i get to post things like, "i am the most happiest person right now", or "a series of happy events had just happened".&lt;br /&gt;i thought i finally found her. the her that shares everything with me. but i was wrong, one small mistake was so big compared to someone who doesnt related to me. my heart was stab till i couldnt bleed.&lt;br /&gt;after all june wasnt a good month, when i thought it was good. you think, i thought who confirm? -.- &lt;br /&gt;critical point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-4308021982116784868?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/4308021982116784868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=4308021982116784868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/4308021982116784868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/4308021982116784868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-that-i-know-3-years-ago-another-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-8448138886024446231</id><published>2008-05-28T04:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T04:06:35.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties. &lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes. &lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person. &lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love. &lt;br /&gt;Your views on education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job. &lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life. &lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous. &lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear. &lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks Rachel. =) you wont be on the shelves.&lt;br /&gt;working 3 consecutive nights. afterall it wasnt you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-8448138886024446231?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/8448138886024446231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=8448138886024446231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/8448138886024446231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/7K_-1NnTjs/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/inup-7/music/ePIye2Ow/wu_jia_hui_empty_space/"&gt;空缺Empty Space - 伍家辉Wu Jia Hui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i overslept, supposed to be working at 11am, but i was just not in the right mood to work, i purposely place my phone such that it wont disturb my sleep. how i wish i could sleep and days will pass and i might forget you. impossible.&lt;br /&gt;i ate dinner at astons in a kopitiam with jh. then went drinking session with pris and jh. i caused pris to vomitted on the street and caused jh to stay when she got work at 10. saw cp. went to eat prata after mac. sit at 209 basketball court. i look at the moon with you. telling myself you are watching it with me,as we are watching at the same moon, you are at the other side of the world. we slack through daybreak, and it's nearly morning, but i dun see the sun because its raining now, heavily. o, and we sing..its kinda long till i recall we sing wu ding, no its chuang wai..&lt;br /&gt;she had a great voice, i could never compare with her. i wanted to do something but was held back due to fear, sorry that i ... &lt;br /&gt;我的回憶種滿你曾對我說過的預言&lt;br /&gt;開成了一座遺憾的花園&lt;br /&gt;也許一天在擠滿行人的那一條街&lt;br /&gt;你才會發現我留下的空缺&lt;br /&gt;24 was shayna's birthday, and i didnt wish her. =/&lt;br /&gt;after today, you probably would have forgotten me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-6145675681979185616?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/6145675681979185616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>just what am i thinking, to actually bid goodbye with you. the me who only ate 4 piece of bread and few crumble chips on 23 was nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;i think i've gone too far, just because i dun want to love you, i actually did that. i know i am selfish, but i didnt want to deceive myself. i love you even you were just an illusion. &lt;br /&gt;half of me was gone after that goodbye with a full stop. i am cheating, despite knowing that i have photographic memory and i cant forget you, i still want to make myself to forget you. hope that you are forgotten. am i selfish , was i rude? you wont give me an answer anymore, just because i said goodbye to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember when i said the bus definition when u said something about love.&lt;br /&gt;remember when i told you about the life i want to have.&lt;br /&gt;remember when i elaborate all those acts that a boyfriend would do&lt;br /&gt;remember when i want to cater you when you are sick&lt;br /&gt;remember when i picture the sunset at the west ?&lt;br /&gt;so? i cant even compare to an ex RI nor the whatever pro which got in the wahtever compertition and got top few in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think it takes two hands to clap? like whatever that's happening right now, or has happened before, it is the impact of both of you that led to what happens today&lt;br /&gt;but maybe both of you were at fault? or it was nobody's fault, it just happens to happen this way&lt;/em&gt;said by a third person.&lt;br /&gt;kristin's birthday and i didnt even wish her. what am i doing ! could you tell me? &lt;br /&gt;shit i shouldnt ask for you anymore. please&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-5909013493568613171?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-28832494.post-4124448348746580386</id><published>2008-05-23T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T02:48:14.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>italics is definitely not me, tho i wished it was me.&lt;br /&gt;work is getting a little troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;would you go to that extreme to risk your life, just to protect or save your loved ones? i really mean your life. krory did. kanda did too. and other exorcist that killed by the noah. to defeat the noahs, kanda used taboo three illusions which require to absorb the master lifespan to give bestow power to the sword.. krory drank three bottles of akuma's blood to increase its power however the poison would spread and kill. they went to that extend to risk their life, just to make sure that their comrades are fine.&lt;br /&gt;i always do the same old thing, just to check you are fine, tho i dun really have super powers. which means i dun really know how are you. so please let me know if you are not alright. i really want to be there. really! i know i wont be the one, but maybe someday or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;i missed lots of episode for the 9o'clock show, and ziling died =/ i would grieve too, if someone in my picture died. &lt;br /&gt;a fade voice sounded at the back of my mind..&lt;em&gt;that wont happen!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-4124448348746580386?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/4124448348746580386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=4124448348746580386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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oxygen. you get what i mean la.&lt;br /&gt;to the world; you may be one person but to one person you may be the world. and you're the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;11hours later, kissed goodbye to introduction to visual merchandising =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-3286897783674327175?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/3286897783674327175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=3286897783674327175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/3286897783674327175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/I9DsbJ-r6B/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my laziness was the problem from the start. 1 month of sch, i got a few sleepless night, sorethroat to throat infection and lastly rubbish presentations.&lt;br /&gt;i just need someone who could assure that i do my work and lead a normal life.afterall probably i need that 50cents hug. oppotunity dun come by all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/_MvEGb2-Uu/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/_MvEGb2-Uu/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;between this 1 week from the previous post, i was like so useless la. &lt;br /&gt;its terrible to fall sick,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can never have you but i'll never forget you.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i thought i was italics, you thought i assume who conclude?&lt;br /&gt;june was a terrible month. just hope it wasnt the way i heard. shayna and winnie's birthday coming.. shayna,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-4115261966510201435?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/4115261966510201435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=4115261966510201435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/4115261966510201435'/><link rel='self' 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src="http://media.imeem.com/m/3SUwRINbly/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched accuracy of death on saturday midnight. i only completely understand after i left the cinema. i was tired to like process,the story so got meaning la. whats your definition of death, probably i need you to answer optimistic-ly. i was as usual late for 10 mins for apel lesson. CCN was bowlshit. within this 1 week, i have to talk about depression for apel, chanel history etc.. draw a store layout and store image of my idea of how chanel going to be like for assignment 3, and a window display and a presentation for assignment 4. &lt;br /&gt;my cousin married la! wedding dinner at sentosa. i said omedetou (congrats in japanese) to her after the dinner, hahas she praised me kay ! shall not elaborate further, the food was good, service was poor. &lt;br /&gt;maybe irene didnt want to get married? and wendy hopes that i grow taller than her?&lt;br /&gt;TEN:&lt;br /&gt;You feel shy whenever they're around.&lt;br /&gt;NINE:&lt;br /&gt;You smile when you hear their voice.&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT:&lt;br /&gt;When you look at them, you can't see&lt;br /&gt;the other people around you, you just&lt;br /&gt;see him/her.&lt;br /&gt;SIX:&lt;br /&gt;They're all you think about.&lt;br /&gt;FIVE:&lt;br /&gt;You realize you're always smiling when&lt;br /&gt;you're looking at them.&lt;br /&gt;FOUR:&lt;br /&gt;You would do anything for them, just&lt;br /&gt;to see them.&lt;br /&gt;THREE:&lt;br /&gt;While reading this, there was one&lt;br /&gt;person on your mind this whole time.&lt;br /&gt;TWO:&lt;br /&gt;You were so busy thinking about that&lt;br /&gt;person, you didnt notice number seven&lt;br /&gt;was missing&lt;br /&gt;ONE:&lt;br /&gt;You just scrolled up to check &amp; are&lt;br /&gt;now silently laughing at yourself.&lt;br /&gt;wendy show me this, and i thought of you la..is like so, haha. till then, next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-6374981310854307699?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/6374981310854307699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=6374981310854307699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/6374981310854307699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/6374981310854307699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/05/watched-accuracy-of-death-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-2067376166504242784</id><published>2008-05-09T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T21:16:19.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry celement i screwed our presentation. i should have know its not approperiate. anyway i wont disappoint you again. i spent so much time to draw the sketches. i only had sleep this morning at 7plus am, and i had to wake up 11plus am.  was like so rush la, 12pm i go scanned and see that cute picture over at somebody's house, then go pizza hut, faxed the deferment thing..i had to reached school at 1pm, was late 10 mins, but it was some rubbish briefing. anyway, my course got someone look so super alike like chenpei la. shocked and shocking to saw it.&lt;br /&gt;my drawings was nothing compared to others la. people see it with a wow. later got kopi session at starbucks, midnight movie at TM. tomorrow 9am apel lecture, got ccn briefing? then movie with qh? then wedding dinner at night. &lt;br /&gt;exorcist; a compatiable user of an innocence to deal with earl, noah family and akuma.. &lt;br /&gt;go watch 9 oclock show le la, pretty girls!&lt;br /&gt;someone please ask me to stop =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/7K_-1NnTjs/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/7K_-1NnTjs/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&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/28832494-2067376166504242784?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/2067376166504242784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=2067376166504242784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/2067376166504242784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/2067376166504242784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/05/sorry-celement-i-screwed-our.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-4698493926489872765</id><published>2008-05-09T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T03:45:08.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i been posting midnight post la. the moment when i saw you, i know you are not okay and yet you told me you are fine. i believe you, and want to believe that you are fine. i saw you fell down, wanted to get up but couldnt. your eyes are watery, tears are about to flow, i couldnt wiped it for you. you still tell me you are alright, just so i wont worried about you. i want to be the one that was there with you. somehow the distance in height and length was dragged. if we were having a date at some restraunt, and we placed our phones on the table. we might take home each other phone if we were muddle-head. IF. i had you where ever i go, i would look at your smiles and i will smile with you. besides smiling, i could only pray that you will be happy too. pray that you will be fine. &lt;br /&gt;maybe i should join ping's "dan shen ju le bu" and alice say, get a wife that is the height of your shoulder would be best. shayna?&lt;br /&gt;i still have lots of drawings to draw la..how? i am tired, but i have to be responsible. o lastly, finally saw hunt's girlfriend le la. so elegant la. he really mean, its far too different from picture, so belive him. really!&lt;br /&gt;go and draw la! when ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-4698493926489872765?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/4698493926489872765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>in general i just completed assignment 2, tomorrow afternoon before the submission time, i just have to wake up and touched up my work! i saw that alchee girl as i was rushing to school, cause i was a little late. during presentation day was a little awakard? thanks to the drilling thing. thursday was my last day of tut for block 1. okay that was the good news, the bad news was assignment 4 was given to us already, and its groupwork of 3.. but we only got 2, clement and i. we will have better ideas than them kay ! defintely !&lt;br /&gt;recently i been eating junk food. i just now ate 4 packets of mee goreng again, a curry puff and the remaining packet of milk. i also bought chips, my mother say if i ate the whole bag is like drinking the whole bottle of oil. she just want me to left some for her la, but its scary too..my face was kinda ruined for that i think ? and and saturday was my cousin wedding la. she married to a japanese guy kay and it held at sentosa? i thought of waht to dressed and ready to go. the wedding part is the good news. the bad news is, i THINK i had a crush with SHORT girls and TALL girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VeNdH2Q68a8&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/VeNdH2Q68a8&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-7627665480007017869?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/7627665480007017869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>its so late now.&lt;br /&gt;i am halfway to complete my assignment. &lt;br /&gt;presentation later , at 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;i am hungry, i am tired.&lt;br /&gt;i really missed you so much, that i couldnt describe.&lt;br /&gt;i need you, but couldnt get you.&lt;br /&gt;i have to moved on, and lead this single life that i'm having it all along.&lt;br /&gt;get an organizer, joined floorball.&lt;br /&gt;and lastly kick my classmates butt in terms of assignments.(i dun mean physically kicked)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i am talking rubbish. &lt;br /&gt;i submitted an incomplete assignment 1&lt;br /&gt;submit as what the question wanted, which is different from others&lt;br /&gt;assignment 2, everything was on my mind and halfway presented.&lt;br /&gt;assignment 3, not yet started but ideas were on my mind too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am the kind of people, that will see more than an average people on a street.&lt;br /&gt;i am more careful, and detailed, but lazy in another extreme.&lt;br /&gt;my mind could create lots of thoughts, but my laziness wont make me write them on those ppt slides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if that pink sneakers would be real right before my eyes, i guessed i would see your lips on eye level. i would embrace the skinny you, with warmth and touched.&lt;br /&gt;年龄不是问题... 身高不是距离... 体重不是压力...i hope so.&lt;br /&gt;thanks so many people for like saying the jiayou thing, and sabrina for the motivation gift, and geokteng for the tough translation and qianhui for the psychology views and lastly wendy for creating a smile each day. tho i really dun understand,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-1540568834429282032?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/1540568834429282032/comments/default' 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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-28832494.post-3779474179912316788</id><published>2008-05-03T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T01:07:45.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/P4NmcoXY9A/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/P4NmcoXY9A/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;i slammed the cut table, i throw those pizza's pan/s&lt;br /&gt;i frown more than i smile&lt;br /&gt;i was so tired.&lt;br /&gt;why arent you there ?&lt;br /&gt;IMPOSSIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/KaWQfu5sqF/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/KaWQfu5sqF/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&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/28832494-3779474179912316788?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/3779474179912316788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=3779474179912316788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/3779474179912316788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/3779474179912316788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-way-i-slammed-cut-table-i-throw.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-4442054245824991391</id><published>2008-05-02T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T03:33:24.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>labour day, i work like crazy la =/ i go there late, cause wanted to sleep longer..so went there, i only take a few table order..i went to serve things, then this retarded person, block my way make me drop 4 glass of drinks, cause me like not professional..when i can like tkae 12 glasses without a problem..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i did CSR at night, i seriously did a good job, at first i speak all the nice word to every customer at first. such as greeting, smile...i even said the approximate waiting time.. as i bring them in, i told them the soup of the day, the latest promotion and also wish them had a good dining experience...most of them required me to take their order, as they were mostly impatient..but i have to handle that super long Q -.- at first i jsut took their order, till duno when , i really cannot take it... i seriously set almost all the tables, clear some of the tables, just to get my customer to get seated...those malay idiots, so what if they got 3 ..i 1 person also no problem la...they dun make full use of themselves..they are like worst than anyone else... come so late, want go home early..and want to have breaks.. what rubbish ? in the end... they still count on the dot, 9 pm want to go...i was so angry i just throw the duno waht tray and say go la... =/&lt;br /&gt;dun help jiu suan le, but keep blocking my way...my speed is like reduce to duno waht, and like have to waste strength keep breaking...my legs create blisters just because of this -.- i seriously want to cry la, but i didnt...i slam the toilet door, punch the boxes of stock till anyhow, break those linguine and the fusili pastas into crumble pieces.. throw the sanitizer bottle..thank goodness i didnt throw the plates, when i nearly wanted..its like so unreasonable la =/  friends dun ever come to eat pizza hut when i am working so crazy, i wont have time to entertain u..went bedok 85 with ping and alice..we ate lots of things, they even order beer for me, lol...i wasnt drunk =/ of course la..&lt;br /&gt;my summary failed, and this might caused me trouble too.. may was after all not a good month for me ? where my long lost love.. you ? you were somebody elses already !&lt;br /&gt;WENDY !!!!! WHERE ARE YOU ?!&lt;br /&gt;thanks irene..for like listen to my failed summary =/ wasted lots of her effort..i guessed?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-4442054245824991391?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/4442054245824991391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=4442054245824991391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/4442054245824991391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/4442054245824991391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/05/labour-day-i-work-like-crazy-la-i-go.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-933425880006667884</id><published>2008-05-01T04:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T04:42:42.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit week, dun need wait till sunday, i already know =/&lt;br /&gt;the plan i wrote last week, was bowlshit..&lt;br /&gt;monday, i was too tired to wake up...so i only like do for awhile at school library.&lt;br /&gt;then geokteng helped me at night...then i didnt sleep for the night, till tuesday morning i go to school EARLY to do...i didnt have enough time... and the tp so niao...say i use the computer have reach the limit quota -.- i am doing assignment, not play stupid games -.- thank goodness caiyun lent her mine..still couldnt finish la..so went to design school printing room to print...they print shit things...can have missing pages, i was so not in the mood, so i just accused someone took it in my heart to make me calm.. so i go to the lecture room LATE.. submit whatever i have and he gave me assignment 2 -.- and after the tutorial he gave assignment 3 -.- i had 2nd half of star workshop..so dan was so kanjiong -.- i nearly pissed la =/ took taxi, that ^@$%@# driver so no manners la, and keep stepping break =/ and he so noob, dun even know where is siglap pizza hut, i also duno where la...but i know somewhere around there...and he's the taxi driver lor -.- know your job kay..so i was not suppose to be there =/ but thank goodness the RGM tested me...actually i thought she gonna fail me..but thank goodness i had a wonderful service..-.- i still not yet eat since morning that day..went to store and eat a regular cl3 hawaiian..then start work, clear a few table go home -.- wednesday, today...go to stupid orchard road..i got datedue for deferment and phone bills.. i paid that $xxx phone bill -.- wha, heart pain..3 months due la -.- and i didnt make it in time to submit the deferment thing for like 1 hour -.- i have to go NS -.- if not they sue me ? cause i didnt defer !! was ^%@#^@#$@!$%$@ la&lt;br /&gt;okay 30 april was anne's birthday celebrated at jurong point swensen..&lt;br /&gt;back to orchard road -.- monday i have to like present assignment 2 -.- and agrr i so no mood kay ! &lt;br /&gt;wendy said it took courage to say i love you, but i think anybody could said that easily.. geokteng helped me with the ppt, and its like...so rare for her to helped la..people is A level graduate okay =/ and shes only 1 year older than me.. and she said she will helped me if i needed.. vicki said if i have troubles can let her know..and she said, everyone is searching for their second half..some people had relationships while finding, and having the breaksup and attached...she said mine was different...at least i didnt have to suffer like them..o and i thought i can like talk to wendy since, its like holiday the next day but she didnt online... okay my main point is , there are so many nice girls...none suits me =/ still got alot people can stand by me la...i'm so touched la...but do anyone know, i want to tear now ? nobody can help me with this... i simply cant wait any longer, no way !&lt;br /&gt;tml labour day, working .... then think friday and satuday rush assignment liao la&lt;br /&gt;then sunday work, cause have to ? then is like my week gone jsut like this...i not yet watch forbidden kingdom la =/ later surely no more.... &lt;br /&gt;and i also want to take singapore flyer u know? u duno -.-&lt;br /&gt;oo i nearly forget aslieen was nice too, at least she'll be there for me too..&lt;br /&gt;and i realise my last time de best friend, actaully backstabbed me long ago, and i like jsut know a few hours ago -.- i said last time, was becasue we walked towards different direction in life, and also he acutally said that =/ so any kind of people also got -.- i hope clement isint like this, and i know he surely not.. he's like the only person i communicate in class la? the rest ? i can even tell u those cliques 1,2,2,3,3,3(3,3,2)the rest ? some i can see the fakeness ? dun let me see rubbish people anymore.. o and my destiny was to wait wait wait and duno wait how long till i find another partner, another destiny was to do do do do , do all the assignment given way way before the dateline, cause my last minute attitudes killed me big time ! and another destiny for me, is to work work work work work, cause pizza hut got like nobody working for them, and i also become a star liao =/ &lt;br /&gt;i seriously no mood la this week, so the post will together go with the no mood side, with those ^@$%@$! attitude.... &lt;br /&gt;sometimes is no good , to know yourself so well, i know myself quite well... i know my weaknesses, i know some of my strengths but so ? no one notice them ? go bang wall la =/ &lt;br /&gt;%@#$@!@!5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-933425880006667884?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/933425880006667884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=933425880006667884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/933425880006667884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/933425880006667884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/05/shit-week-dun-need-wait-till-sunday-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-3227115298725445778</id><published>2008-04-28T00:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T02:04:48.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>super tired week i had...&lt;br /&gt;sunday 20 apr: watched defintely maybe&lt;br /&gt;good show, touched by the romance and the kid&lt;br /&gt;maybe watching again with qh..&lt;br /&gt;monday 21 apr: 1st day of poly life.. &lt;br /&gt;cool, got chio bu in my tutorial class&lt;br /&gt;but all like got class one..&lt;br /&gt;at night, work..cut station.&lt;br /&gt;tuesday 22 apr: 2nd day of school&lt;br /&gt;got 1st assignment, dateline 29apr&lt;br /&gt;teach chemistry at night..&lt;br /&gt;dinner at mac with irene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/SDkJo7uxYw/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/SDkJo7uxYw/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i pass my star test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/eTmjN-EWZV/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/eTmjN-EWZV/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday 23 apr: 3rd day of school&lt;br /&gt;communicate with chio bu/s&lt;br /&gt;they thank me, but still think impossible -.-&lt;br /&gt;then go buy cake at katong mall..&lt;br /&gt;coicidentally, bought the same cake as sabrina's sis&lt;br /&gt;awfully chocolate 1/2kg rum and cherry ..&lt;br /&gt;ate crabs..&lt;br /&gt;thursday 24 apr: 4th day of school&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday sabrina..celebrated with her.. &lt;br /&gt;late for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;thinking how to do for that assignment &lt;br /&gt;and work at night, aux 2&lt;br /&gt;friday 25 apr : 5th day of school&lt;br /&gt;stay back at library after tut to do powerpoint&lt;br /&gt;i start like shit &lt;br /&gt;and went home, ate 4 packets of mee goreng and 1 big pack of ruffles&lt;br /&gt;no way...shock + sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/KaWQfu5sqF/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/KaWQfu5sqF/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/-SGvt_thxv/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/-SGvt_thxv/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday 26 apr : work from 12pm - 11+pm&lt;br /&gt;work bar during the day &lt;br /&gt;and CSR at night..saw caiyun..&lt;br /&gt;it was tough to handle the Q..&lt;br /&gt;chat with wendy =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/sEnPQEGZe5/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/sEnPQEGZe5/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday 27 apr : work from 12pm - 11pm&lt;br /&gt;work bar during the day&lt;br /&gt;and service at night.. saw cheryl !&lt;br /&gt;i am still figure how am i suppose to submit my assignment&lt;br /&gt;and yixia, i posted..=D&lt;br /&gt;shayna was 14x in height&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/3emIdyNTEN/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/3emIdyNTEN/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday 28 apr: i think i going to like rush my assignment alone in the library&lt;br /&gt;9 plus wake up...till 3 go tut, then after tut continue till 9pm&lt;br /&gt;tuesday 29 apr: submission dateline...&lt;br /&gt;afterwards complete star course&lt;br /&gt;then i pass, i officially star le =D&lt;br /&gt;wednesday 30 apr: anne's birthday&lt;br /&gt;going orchard road for survey? &lt;br /&gt;as in class at orchard road -.-&lt;br /&gt;thursday 1 may: labour day&lt;br /&gt;maybe working, double pay &lt;br /&gt;friday 2 may: maybe teach cayln ?&lt;br /&gt;see how la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/WZ9nqygLBg/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/WZ9nqygLBg/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the only thing can keep me moving forward&lt;br /&gt;was wendy? tho our only communication was msn once a week!&lt;br /&gt;and she will tsk, when i dun come online..&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, i gave up on the deposit..&lt;br /&gt;tho nobody really like an wei me....&lt;br /&gt;but i am sure alot people are behind me, supporting me&lt;br /&gt;it took alot of courage to give up, more than wendy's....&lt;br /&gt;erms, so at least i wont turn into a junk person&lt;br /&gt;i have my own principles still &lt;br /&gt;goodnight, goodday =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-3227115298725445778?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/3227115298725445778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=3227115298725445778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/3227115298725445778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/3227115298725445778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/04/super-tired-week-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-5037755129483666980</id><published>2008-04-19T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T01:30:36.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long day, long week... this week was shiok, busy, tired, excited, enthu, brave and alot la. &lt;br /&gt;monday: ordertaker course, so interested with this bunch of people from kovan hougang pizza hut..pretty girls !&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: design school's orientation first day, was lengthy, almost bored to death. know a few people, was called nice guy. i was humble kay. so ya, just because i helped u from getting called to join the games..i am honoured to do so. i wanted to dance with you..but at least the whole song, we dance 1/3 of it. its better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: orientation second day. this time round was being called jay chou at canteen -.- denied processed. i want to do alot of things la, get your number, your birthday, your address, your life? no way..seperated by the preparation of perfomance night.. i missed sentosa trip just to attend second half of ordertaker workshop.. hougang kovan: chuan hui, kris, lynette, anderson, yik hao. a few pros from jurong point, i am the only one.. we talked.. acted and play..i was the last to present, and i think the best among the rest.. so chuan hui was attached la.&lt;br /&gt;thursday: orientation third day and 1 night past..too bad, couldnt have games with you..jaychou kept continue..and i had to do this last minute cheer for otto..i made it, but a little nervous on stage..wanted to sit with you wanted to walk with you..saw irene la, was shocking ! who was that person that ahem me?!?! irene la, still got who =x  performance night, otto won..then nightwalk, i tell you i was so scared that i dun even want to play.! out of the 6 stories only explore 1, and go sleep..room so cold. shivering&lt;br /&gt;friday: 4th day 2 nights ended today at 7+++ missed to walk with you at nightwalk, also wanted to have breakfast beside you..too bad, everything changed when the moment we talked in the bunk. star workshop...&lt;br /&gt;ordertaker more fun..cause got chuan hui and kris. camp orientation was shiok..cause got caiyun and tingting..&lt;br /&gt;this partuclar girl...ate at 503 before..and i took the order, i kept looking at her..too attractive le la, she stare me too..when i look at her...so i saw her over at the camp..duno her name, but some alchee girl. =D&lt;br /&gt;saturday: might be working...but i am so super tired...i go sleep first, talking to camilia..and also irene is the strongeest female tomorrow !&lt;br /&gt;next week school open, no more rest.&lt;br /&gt;i am still waiting for your reply..&lt;br /&gt;this world is so small la...ting was actually the pianonist and the lead singer... when her bandmates were my friend/s&lt;br /&gt;cannot tahan liao...goodnight,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-5037755129483666980?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/5037755129483666980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;in a relationship,&lt;br /&gt;there's no RIGHT or wrong,&lt;br /&gt;what matter most is who LEFT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so true la, copied from wendy's blog.. and you left..&lt;br /&gt;on the 11, i worked full at bar, i skip my break, and even do closing ! &lt;br /&gt;lots of special drinks, plus complicated desserts.... i even break "n" numbers of glass, flood the bar area, and even cut my own fingers.. =/ the Q was forever not decreasing but increasing..my speed was still the same, and orders keep coming in like bullets..even the managers help me clean up my mess, that was created by me, so ps la =/&lt;br /&gt;on the 10, hunt say 3 stories, so its story time..&lt;br /&gt;1st story : its about this old monk, and this young monk... so the young monk was still young, he dun see the outside world yet..so the old monk bring the young monk out of the temple... so as they are about to cross this particular river, there's a lady.. so the old monk asked the lady, are you crossing the river, do you need me to carry you over? so the lady said yes, and so the old monk carried that lady to cross the river.. so this young monk was so confused and curious, he wanted to ask this old monk, why, why carry a lady when we monk are not supposed to do that... but he was afraid.. so he didnt, and after they walked about 20 km after the river, the young monk cannot take it, and asked the old monk, why he do that.. so the old monk told the young monk, i have already let it go already, why are you still carrying it to yourself after 20km of walk?&lt;br /&gt;2nd story : its about this group of frogs.. this group of frogs are lazy.. and they live in the well..so one day, all of them decided to get out of the well and climb this particular hill..but as they go higher and higher, the sun was scorching, some was already exhausted and decided to depart.. as they departed, all of them saw this particular frog..although its speed was not as fast as them, however that frog managed to reached the peak.. all of them was amazed, but actually that frog was deaf, he couldnt here the remaining frogs that are complaining and crusing and swearing about the heat from the sun...so he made it..&lt;br /&gt;3rd story : friends are like porcupine..porcupines gathered during the winter, to keep themselves warm, however when they are too near the caused damage..its the same as friends, its good to have friends around, they care they love they are like together..however if you know this friend too well, you tend to drift apart... just like the needles from those porcupines.. they are sharp..&lt;br /&gt;the moral of the story make so sense la..actually got 1 more about the king and this old lady, but i kinda forgotten... i will post when i remembered..&lt;br /&gt;about the deposit, i intend to give up, and live a proper life...although without you, i still have ping and the rest to count on.. but i have already decided ! i will defintely lead a better life then them, and sorry if i could actually give u happiness with that amount of money, but i believe i will create happiness without that sum of money.. &lt;br /&gt;11 apr, datedue for peishi and songqin... i know its tough, all the best ! know that i'll be there..eat dinner la.. =)&lt;br /&gt;12 apr, ms soh birthday.. =)&lt;br /&gt;what else? oh, ping treat me macdonals, so ps la... she like come here work, work long hours lesser pay then us...she still treat me..she taught me super much la..shes my sister, my friend, my teacher.. i doubt i will forget her in life.. =)&lt;br /&gt;wendy too =) irene also la =) goodnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-4541144285297135566?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/4541144285297135566/comments/default' 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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-28832494.post-1879127373027266411</id><published>2008-04-09T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T13:47:30.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy birthday shuangyun..&lt;br /&gt;i doubt i got the time to celebrate with him, or rather i was not invited? the promise to the zoo, was so not promising. &lt;br /&gt;design school's orientation is a hassle, 4 days 2 night.. is not like a trip to japan kay.. if so, 6 days 5 night i also dun mind..this particular designer was so annoying..you think only you are busy? look carefully who you are talking to..-.- i dare to say you are a disgrace, although many months before i was one too.&lt;br /&gt;most of my old friends has already departed from my world, but many came to visit too, i am pleased. just like yesterday, near midnight.. my ex workmates were friends of one of my current collegues de daughter.. and we met, again. both agree it was a nice coincidence..her words do make sense too, but i guessed she's another girl who been thru alot, i hope i'll be a support in her life =)&lt;br /&gt;going to visit a decreased schoolmate later, at the age of 15 she left.. &lt;br /&gt;another of my primary schoolmate, or rather friend..is getting married this may, at the age of 18 she put on her wedding gown already, to be exact 17&lt;br /&gt;caught the leap years last night, thanks for the 2 dollars discount..although its like after so many days, almost 2 months i watched leap years. i think the feeling was different, however was still touched by the patience.&lt;br /&gt;i was so confused with all the real things happened/happening around, i was alone, i was lonely, to be exact i was scared..i know you could find me a way out, but i fear of the rejection. i guessed this is the effect/s of being a perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;ping advised me not to kept looking at pretty girls out there, if not i might not get married when i aged, hahs, i hope not, i still have a dream to fulfilled. she added, i was more suitable to work outside, cause i could carry plates -.- monday was busy due to the shortage of staffs, so i worked kinda double? or almost past triple..anyway i still enjoy working inside..tho outside got pretty girls. that day you're the most prettiest..&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch lots of movie la, defintely,maybe , made of honour, midnight eagle, the forbidden kingdom, and maybe what happens in vegas.. hope someone would agree to watch with me some of the above, i think i am running late for the visiting..&lt;br /&gt;goodday =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-1879127373027266411?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-28832494.post-8258791219039615102</id><published>2008-04-06T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T14:34:09.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/P4NmcoXY9A/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/P4NmcoXY9A/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby,sharpen up your call.&lt;br /&gt;Your insecure eyes and the cliche phrases.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not satisfied with their imitations.&lt;br /&gt;Spark! So get tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;Again we borrow the lion's threat to push through&lt;br /&gt;I will win without a doubt. Fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark here, that's gonna be the best fight!&lt;br /&gt;In da house there is some strange guy!&lt;br /&gt;Crackpot, see my cutter go shatter!&lt;br /&gt;Try to survive, can't fight em down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost the sun. So i will find the moon.&lt;br /&gt;We even lost sight of things we've seen before&lt;br /&gt;In the depth of the ocean full of memories it continues to stain, why?&lt;br /&gt;Even the things we promised each other are as if it was never said.&lt;br /&gt;the next master spark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never alone!&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna go out again!&lt;br /&gt;To the heart's instrument!&lt;br /&gt;Never alone!&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna go out again!&lt;br /&gt;I want you to hear&lt;br /&gt;Never alone!&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna go out again!&lt;br /&gt;To the heart's instrument!&lt;br /&gt;Never alone!&lt;br /&gt;Shining point!&lt;br /&gt;Again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to see you la. at least you could see that my scar are healing.. and not how i look like from afar. work at 4, change oil after closing at 12.. i cant even see you to sleep, you've got school tomorrow. all the best then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-8258791219039615102?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/8258791219039615102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=8258791219039615102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/8258791219039615102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/8258791219039615102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/04/fight-babysharpen-up-your-call.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-2880232119405280664</id><published>2008-04-06T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T01:28:43.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/P4NmcoXY9A/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/P4NmcoXY9A/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d gray man 4th opening la..cool? go see lyrics if free, doushite? &lt;br /&gt;april fool, was being fooled three times, and i fooled someone..hahas evil.&lt;br /&gt;today was shocking.. i saw you, you saw me..but i didnt get hold of the time..hide in the kitchen and when i decided to go out, i was being drag to run dough ! and so i quickly run them, and to my rushing i cut myself while cutting the dough, lucky that was not a knife! ping always have interesting things to say, so she talked about marriage is like taking a bus trip. if you were on a single trip, and you spot a attractive site, get down... but if u neglect, then u will reach the interchange, and nothing beautiful. so when that was the right stop, alight. so i told this to someone online, guess waht i was known.. haha. so many people supporting me la, i am so touched ! really !&lt;br /&gt;o, lastly thank qh for the skin and the everything, although it was not fully done, sorry to take up so much of your time..once again thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-2880232119405280664?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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them home, and reach home at 2+ then use computer till 4+ and now, going to work at 11 again !! later going to eat sushi buffet, with terpanyaki for dinner..jet's last day, byebye.. tho she didnt treat me too evil and she love to say, " you miss me ar" *with the phlippino accent* to anyone =/ auntie oh was so nice la..the family car very shiok can? plus she also can teach me alot in many things..i wonder how she tolerate with her smallest daughter, when she slack around at home? when its a super long holiday..interesting peoples.. *when posting this post, computer was halted twice...so content is a little summarise, as it is so piss-ing when early in the morning, the post was not save and time was wasted to re-type*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-4172767252356770002?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-8762587400503453488?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/8762587400503453488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=8762587400503453488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/8762587400503453488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/8762587400503453488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/03/ill-let-music-do-talking.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-5604695671101915471</id><published>2008-03-24T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T14:26:40.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/tEC9X5gcbk/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/tEC9X5gcbk/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgotten about alot of things, my principles. i should have do the right thing that i think is right. so i should just work regardless how lazy or hardworking my workmates will be..however, it can be tiring..but hunt was interesting..we will discuss relavent topics, and this caused me to be suspected to be perverted by the four queens in the kitchen..queen sounds old, princesses then..qin was cool, but i drink that..i've moved on in the kitchen..i can do aux2 myself with a little help for the soup..think back, work seriously gave me the trouble..that particular date that i was late for the first time..which was told way before hand.the contradict part was happy due to unhappiness so to create peace,however war occur.even hunt got cold war with his girlfriend..so yesterday that dumb black dog wants hunt to stay till 5 he was smart,rejected that dog and went for his date. it's little too late..i sacrifices a pawn in-order to retrieve that queen..in the end, the pawn was powerful than the queen, the queen was defeated and i lost the pawn and lost the chess game. i realise i finishing the tin of butter cookies while posting this post.its better to work on the day on weekdays, pretty girls =x thats the relavent topic i am referring to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-5604695671101915471?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/5604695671101915471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=5604695671101915471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/5604695671101915471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/5604695671101915471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-forgotten-about-alot-of-things-my.html' 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everything that we should be&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet he's attractive, that guy she talks about&lt;br /&gt;And he's got everything that I have to live without&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa talks to me, I laugh cause it's just so funny&lt;br /&gt;That I can't even see anyone when she's with me&lt;br /&gt;She says she's so in love, she's finally got it right,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if she knows she's all I think about at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the reason for the teardrops on my pillow&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star&lt;br /&gt;She's the song in the phone I keep singing, don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa walks by me, can she tell that I can't breathe?&lt;br /&gt;And there she goes, so perfectly,&lt;br /&gt;The kind of flawless I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;He'd better hold her tight, give her all his love&lt;br /&gt;Look in those beautiful eyes and know he's lucky cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I travel home alone, as I turn out the light&lt;br /&gt;I'll put her picture down and maybe&lt;br /&gt;Get some sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the reason for the teardrops on my pillow&lt;br /&gt;The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart&lt;br /&gt;She's the song in the phone I keep singing, don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;She's the time taken up, but there's never enough&lt;br /&gt;And she's all that I need to fall into..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa looks at me, I fake a smile so she won't see.&lt;br /&gt;(lyrics was changed, for the better of myself)&lt;br /&gt;dislike? then find a better one that can satisfy me, if not go..&lt;br /&gt;3Rs, Replace, Rubbish, Ridiculous &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/hPln4XfRIL/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/WjLzpwtbSv/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/WjLzpwtbSv/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我看不开也放不开&lt;br /&gt;因为我曾见过爱情真的盛开&lt;br /&gt;我要等待一直等待&lt;br /&gt;等那一个夜晚从回忆回来&lt;br /&gt;当你拥抱着我那一瞬间&lt;br /&gt;我像飞到空中&lt;br /&gt;而当我缓缓降落我不再是我&lt;br /&gt;我有了梦我在梦中&lt;br /&gt;爱来过来得那么美那么凶&lt;br /&gt;欢呼着从我生命狠狠辗过&lt;br /&gt;连遗憾也都不争气的&lt;br /&gt;珍惜成笑容&lt;br /&gt;爱来过让我完整过幸福过&lt;br /&gt;怎么能轻易就放它走&lt;br /&gt;我不想解脱我只怕错过&lt;br /&gt;我就是要等你回来爱我&lt;br /&gt;ho……&lt;br /&gt;hu……iye iye…&lt;br /&gt;寂寞喧哗我不害怕&lt;br /&gt;因为我只听得见对你的牵挂&lt;br /&gt;世界很大会容得下&lt;br /&gt;我这小小傻傻顽固的信仰&lt;br /&gt;你有没有过承诺我已忘了&lt;br /&gt;那已不重要了&lt;br /&gt;反正我都会守候在梦中守候&lt;br /&gt;我最唯一最美的梦&lt;br /&gt;我就是要等你回来&lt;br /&gt;如果需要动用奇迹来召唤回你&lt;br /&gt;就让泪蒸发下成雪花&lt;br /&gt;和我一起在爱中被融化&lt;br /&gt;爱来过让我完整过(让我)幸福过&lt;br /&gt;爱来过让我完整过让我幸福过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not yet submit poly enrolment...shortage of staffs at pizza hut, that cause the fatigue on me. i am too tired, but without console and is difficult to move.. ping motivate me , so i continued doing cashier...so i came, and end up have to do bar, drink server and cashier -.- are they going to pay me 3 person pay? i doubt so..and that split second that changes,it was so not true. kanda's sour look. =/ &lt;br /&gt;dun read, cause its complicated and if u think u understand and its simple, then u are wrong, cause u are thinkin too much..they are just simply words..good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-2946046748409239330?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-28832494.post-6549511838215751865</id><published>2008-03-09T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T13:40:16.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/pXb7Mt1NUp/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/pXb7Mt1NUp/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that boots... that i saw at far east.. i, . singapore is a small town -.- didnt expect to bump into her at far east and her friend/s at city link mall.. we are near...but was distant by the crowd, and your impatience gave you away. i felt like i have neji eyes..i dodge thru the crowd, finding small blind spot, to past thru, in order to get closer to you and also saw what was not supposed to.. maybe i think too much. kanda speed was included.. so he can slain that big big akuma on episode 73, his double illusion sword.. wha kao =/ yesterday was first time doing cashier, never short, able to take numerous takeaways, and also help hunt doing bar at the same time... maybe ping was right, take your time and choose a correct onee to date.. am i too rush? even one prawn have the problem with distance, but another problem was her feelings..ping said her father died last night, was wondering whos, but anyway my condolences. when you are near me, it was so far away.. very far. last night was a failure. the fake schedule, was a lie and nobody turn up..even had to sabo me on friday =/ your flirt-ous ways is way too much. the dragging and pulling was linked from the start and its obvious u are happy, although those eyebrown frowns, i know you are happy. dan may be violent but shes a lady kay =) you seems happier if you are someone girlfriend. although she says we have fate being able to see each other, but we are totally perfect stangers that doesnt even bother and just walk by. fullstop!&lt;br /&gt;and when u think about that phrase komui said, gave lenalee a big hug, allen get lots lots of food, prepare blanket for lavi, and the adult will cheers with wine, said you are back after a long day out and lastly kanda's sour look, it felt so warmth.. words can be beautiful, just like when i say i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-6549511838215751865?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/6549511838215751865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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working 4 consecutive days its finially friday, and friday is sweet. today was normal. on "n" th day... 2 girls from haising came to eat at pizza hut and i took their order. after a few weeks of "n" day. one of the girl came again, and i was happened to be the CSR that day, so i asked does she want to sit at the seat, she sat that day. so she said, you still remember me ar..i very pretty hor? i said ya with a smile on my face. i went for break afterwards and didnt know they left. on monday i was doing bar and drink server.. so i serve to table 108, didnt notice they sat there. so they were laughing, i was intending to say, you again but i just smiled all the way. they still say i resemble their friend, etc..and the funniest part was, that tall girl said..can u dun say as if he was not here.. when they finishing their meals..someone said 108, 3 ice water..i was like -.- so i sent over 3 glass of ice water..so the tall girl say, actually only she want...so only 1..then i stunned, then another girl say..nevermind i take...then i just put down the 3rd glass and say, nevermind la..just have it..so the tall girl say...lazy to bring back right.. funny? they are..too bad didnt know her name.. and they made payment and left.. the next day, 1 of them came...and they came looking for me -.- almost the whole pizza hut knows.. i dun even bothered about them this time..cause the tall girl was not there.. on wednesday another 1 of the 3 on tuesday came.. -.- with 6 people -.- but this time only that girl laughing -.- today..was rotting at home, i guessed. chem teaching was cancelled..i wondered what is the feeling of you being by my side, when i look at the picture..it somehow hurt a little. cayln already watched leap years liao la..irene watch long ago, and cried{not teasing, trying to prove it touching) xinyu also watched with her friends...if distance is the problem, i will deal with distance..and i dun mind travelling, despite i am using adult fare, and it is super ex compared to students kay! ohmy, march holiday auntie chua went to japan..i have to take over her cashier -.- troublesome..i somehow lost some of my senses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/pXb7Mt1NUp/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/pXb7Mt1NUp/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&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/28832494-7784463066884532890?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/7784463066884532890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've decided not to be boring, so i decided to post this post, because i actually didnt want to as i have work tml at 9am and i am tired and lazy =x today work was troublesome, because i am supposed to sleep soundly this morning! but no choice, those malays was %@#$#$#! they call them pig! ping was nice as usual la, she wanted to treat me lagsane but dan refuse. and goodness ping birthday coming.. and it clash with the date. hunt was another funny guy. he asked me.. you think are all guys pervert? i said out of 10, 9 was. he asked so am i the 10th one? i said i duno, he added the 10th one is crazy, how can he not be pervert.. hahas...so we continue chatted about other things...so he said... TP girls most of them is supporters of MU "fang ban li" it might not be as hilarious as it supposed to be, cause he dun look like that kinda of guy that will say that.. hahas, but interesting fellow. &lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-2841270802511442698?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/2841270802511442698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=2841270802511442698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/2841270802511442698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/2841270802511442698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/03/ive-decided-not-to-be-boring-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-8792560665690246475</id><published>2008-03-01T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T00:42:34.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/mq8R1lhoWx/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/mq8R1lhoWx/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Name - Tan Eng Sing&lt;br /&gt;2. Birthday - 30 August 1990&lt;br /&gt;3. Height - 168 &lt;br /&gt;4. School - TP design school (soon)&lt;br /&gt;5. Best friend(s) - &lt;br /&gt;FAVOURITES&lt;br /&gt;1. High-fashion brand - &lt;br /&gt;2. Food - jia chang bian fan&lt;br /&gt;3. Colour - White&lt;br /&gt;4. Song -  chinese pop, japanese animation opening/ending songs and some english? &lt;br /&gt;5. Music - whats dahh difference.? with song? (copied)&lt;br /&gt;6. Number - 7 or 8?&lt;br /&gt;7. Word - no manners? or lol =/&lt;br /&gt;8. Memory - too much to list..every memory got a lesson to learn.&lt;br /&gt;9. Snack - lays salt and vinegar potato chips&lt;br /&gt;10. Person - her! who else?&lt;br /&gt;Q &amp; A&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you happy with yourself? - yes and no. happy that i am living each day, not happy with not satisfying myself in life? it so hard to satisfy human =x&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you wish you could change something about yourself? - of course, to know the opposite gender even better (so i wont face much obstacles in relationship? or rather give a better life for my girlfriend)&lt;br /&gt;3. What's your nicest feature? - body feature? my SMALL hands?&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you wish to have a twin? - NO. i am me and thats all!&lt;br /&gt;5. What's your biggest fear? - failure? or maybe losing something precious.&lt;br /&gt;6. What's your greatest achievement?- to be able to sharpen myself till now...with all the hardwork, hardship and also lesson learnt and taught.&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you want to be famous?- sun qi zi ran will do&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you think you are better than your friends? - maybe to some?&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you think you are trendy? - i feel liek i am doing english comprehension -.-&lt;br /&gt;10. What's your style? - i've got problem doing such questions =/&lt;br /&gt;LOVE&lt;br /&gt;1. Who &amp; when was your first kiss? - ?&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you have a crush? - nopes. but i have someone i love xDD (copied)&lt;br /&gt;3. If yes, what's the last letter of your crush's name? - &lt;br /&gt;4. If no, who was your last crush? - that her?&lt;br /&gt;5. How many ex-s have you had? -  3,5,7,8..(its to complicated to count)&lt;br /&gt;6. If you could erase one of your past relationships, which? - the most painful-est? it ugly and useless to cry for it. however its hard to be erase.&lt;br /&gt;7. What's your sexual status? - ?&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you believe in sex before or after marriage? - sex after marriage would be advised xD (copied) but singapore so.... hais.. &lt;br /&gt;9. Do you always get the people you want? - . ?&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you been turned down? - Yes.&lt;br /&gt;CHOOSE ONE&lt;br /&gt;1. Ashley or Mary-kate? - &lt;br /&gt;2. Straight or Curly? -straight &lt;br /&gt;3. Heels or Flats? - &lt;br /&gt;4. Black or White? - White&lt;br /&gt;5. Jimmy choos or Manolo blahniks? - .&lt;br /&gt;6. Louis Vuitton or Chanel? - Chanel&lt;br /&gt;7. Half empty or Half full? - half full&lt;br /&gt;8. Paris or Milan? - paris&lt;br /&gt;9. Skirts or Pants? - Skirts&lt;br /&gt;10. Long or Short hair? - long&lt;br /&gt;choose for what ar? i got a choice not to do this survey acutally, cause quite nonsense but.... how could i, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-8792560665690246475?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/8792560665690246475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=8792560665690246475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/8792560665690246475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/8792560665690246475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/03/1.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-4536835577388998000</id><published>2008-02-29T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T00:15:32.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ya i was boring, so i am still at cny..not exactly, is i am so lazy... so feb was short.valentine day was busy. busy working -.- busy decorating luvberry pizzas for couples or dine-in customers. i was in the kitchen, ignored the Q. i ignored numerous dates too. next year valentine would be better..there are lots lots of pretty girls in pizza hut..i mean those customers..=x but some of them are so crazy -.- cashier was terrible, bar was fun, ordertaking was troublesome, cut was cool, CSR talk too mcuh -.- work was yucks overall. ping was the smart one...her analyse-ation was power. she was a great thinker too.. lazy to elaborate what she've said.. but we chated for hours so u know how long can that be. but if everyone were like her, world peace man..but she is/am short-temped..but its not very obvious la. oops =x p.s i love you on 22/2/08. how could i miss out this man...the show was great, the content of the show was intresting, the ticket person was smart? the seating was cool, the aircon was great and obviously without you the whole day will turn from sweet to bitter.. not sour, cause i love sour.. my salt and vinegar potato chips was finished by my mother again! although i eat those large pieces as she preferred the small ones...she still snatch the bag of chips from me... hahs, but we are not small kids kay =) if i got the power of psychic for a few seconds..how great, at least i wont think so much , wondering what is going on your head. think so much? oh, troublesome.. at least i didnt want to runaway..just like how allen did when he faced a noah, when his innocence already got problem? he didnt runaway, despite knowing his lost.. and even with his innocence/hand broken.. however he could have died without fou, and fou kind words.. and the love for humans &amp; akumas.. his innocence revived..and he was the heart user..how cool. i am so so lazy to think waht i am writing, and am so so confuse about waht i 've been writing..so basically, i just think i have more things that i have to be responsible off...and i am afraid i didnt do a good job, or rather not filled with that responsiblity that i am supposed to have. in anyway i will still do my best in all. so wish me luck and goodnight ! (i think all my post are getting nonsense-er to nonsense-est)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-4536835577388998000?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/4536835577388998000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=4536835577388998000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/4536835577388998000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/4536835577388998000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/02/ya-i-was-boring-so-i-am-still-at-cny.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-4611445645859099754</id><published>2008-02-12T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T17:20:07.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/1h-r0iAsJh/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/1h-r0iAsJh/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/PuOXZ6kR3-/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/PuOXZ6kR3-/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year was normal..those china friends think so too.. i sympatise them, they couldnt go back to china.. anyway.. ping was so nice la.. she know alot of things also.. she is  younger than my sis, and far far more mature than my sis.. goodness.. she said things like, people can offend you, but you cannot offend them, at the very least you wont felt sorry for yourself.. and if u want to do something with your own doing, then do it.. and dun need feel regret, even if that person doesnt repay u, u are satisfy.. however if u expect a return and u didnt...then u only can disappoint..&lt;br /&gt;so i ask her this question..if u were waiting for someone to pick u up on the road (someone u always have in your heart) however there's a taxi who came earlier ( 3rd party / rather another person.) u would take the cab, or will u continue waiting when u dun even know that person will come. she said things like , dun even choose.. make sure u will get home. thats all...  the moment u choose, u lose something. its just like either your mother and your wife were drowning / your father and your husband were drowning, who will u save? the answer is dun even make them drown.. make sense?&lt;br /&gt;another thing...if today u wrote your dairy and said maybe tomorrow, i've to work/go school/anything else that is going to make u feel uneasy, suffering... but the fact that what happens tomorrow might not be waht u thought. just like, if i think i have to make 1000 pizzas a day, and worry no one to help me.. and i going to jammed the station and caused lots of customers to be unhappy, but the fact that i am able to managed. (example)&lt;br /&gt;about choosing..  it's no easy job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/euHscaNmBY/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/euHscaNmBY/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even with 2 minutes..i've run out of ideas to make wonders..because u didnt cry because u care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-4611445645859099754?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/4611445645859099754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/EusGoi_Pn2/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/EusGoi_Pn2/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/EdUYQ5sU3C/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/EdUYQ5sU3C/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/aZLjibX_ps/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/kDFiOJY0nH/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/kDFiOJY0nH/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/gEraCUL5Mt/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/gEraCUL5Mt/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/XLp0aJLK0l/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/XLp0aJLK0l/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ed7879ks5A/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ed7879ks5A/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodness, i was like coughing with all my strength. i so afraid i had lots lots of internal injuries..each cough was like a pain in some of the organs.. wish me luck. i throw everything at the JAE application. i dun care what is the result will be, so just give me a course.. january was the worst month i had this year, of course la, first one..so goodbye january and hello february. i have to throw away negative so i can really move on.. just hope valentine's day was not so worst. =) i realise i not yet buy finish my new year clothes..on wed JP was cool, with that salesgirl? anne think so too =x tomorrow, 27 dresses. see ya, your goodnight was not as excited as before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-5730561169274653125?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/5730561169274653125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=5730561169274653125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/5730561169274653125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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u know? i even dreamt u were there, really there. i also tried to erase u away, eraser please. i took the trouble to go to school and bring my folio to show, but was futile. but dun pour cold water can. no good? then do a better one la, and not talk rubbish there. everything was ruined when my mother didnt allow me to buy a bicycle. she didnt allow to let me buy boots =/ what else? ohmy everything seems to go anyhow.. bring it back engsing. i will. o my what am i thinking, buy new year clothes la. get well and go work.. pizza hut is facing shortage of workers.. -.- 1 of the 12 courses please let me have it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-1446037641098509976?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/1446037641098509976/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-28832494.post-1579757706602092305</id><published>2008-01-22T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:20:14.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>elaborate more please. i know i cant keep asking to that user anymore, its way too irritating? goodness la...i dare not speak anything, do anything anymore? i wonder that women's weekly magazine, that particular page was written in truth. somehow it stated.. facts? ohmy.. i dun wish to be the third party kay. anyway work was good and bad. indians and malays suck to the core, but ping and the chinese are nice. i reached my limits on sunday, and i was almost kena fired. monday was terrible. i was cheated there, and work while suffering.. i bearly can eat any rice, when i love to eat them most. i was lying on my bed the whole afternoon today... drinking tonnes of water, but was so hungry so hungry that i became lazy, and hope someone would come.. but no one. i have to get rid of all these, so i wont make a deal with the evil one.. i dun want to become the fallen one. innocence...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-1579757706602092305?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/1579757706602092305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=1579757706602092305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/1579757706602092305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/1579757706602092305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/01/elaborate-more-please.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-7453572290020807299</id><published>2008-01-17T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T22:58:36.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today work was kinda terrible.. i think i really have to find the passion working over there. i think i am going to past my limits..i left when that manager told me, u want to go u go la, when previously she said: its her shift, so i have to work till six regardless waht other manager proven that i can leave at five. sometimes when u are so good at something, doesnt mean u like it. just like maths, i think i am good at it? but i kinda dislike maths probably its because of her? i know i can do well at service, but its not something i like..although i find it a challange to speak to customers, but i think i was paid so little to suffer on those bossy customers. if u are rich, why bother about so many discounts? u can only enjoy a maximum of 1 discount. if u use all the discounts then pizzahut earn waht sai, greedy =/ there are terms and conditions too, u didnt read, i explain to u, u not happy.. dots =/ tomorrow was the petty manager shift. he came back from philippines.. i hoped he dun picked on me again? there's a meeting with the big big boss tomorrow at ten =/ and i was like so super nervous while taking his order...so many procedure to follow, although i was the only one who passed in his eyes, but so... i didnt really care. i got a course from pizza hut early morning at 9 =/ where got enough rest? o, and ya i was late again.. my dreams was shatter once more. shit, i must really get a solution quick! calm down kay..by right i shouldnt be okay, and i guessed tomorrow will sure be affected. i think i dun get to wear that free size bigger type de tee. what should i do? i cant bear to see that image again. you are just like a part of a world to me, if the world is not destroyed and u are.. my world is destroyed too. will u tear over my death? i look so childish over here, thinking about nonsense stuffs =/ i think i'm disgrace just like that time tears flow at pizza hut, tho ping still can say its cute, when it wasnt =/ my face was thrown into many pieces la.. even now. goodnight,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-7453572290020807299?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/7453572290020807299/comments/default' 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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-28832494.post-523931494615674253</id><published>2008-01-14T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T16:54:47.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i surely miss those people that used to work with me during their holidays. now they hired a bunch of useless people. i dare say useless, because i think they are super childish than me, not that i super mature but at least get the basic, in life, right! example: want to flirt, flirt when you are not working and not in front of customers la, use brain please. the dual w and the dual y, i think i've forgotten.i wonder how am i going to survive without them at work this week. and last week saturday, i make pizzas kay. not for myself, but for the customers that impatiently seated outside thinking, why aren't my food arriving!! hahas i only make for an hour la, if i work throughout the shift, i can die and cause it jammed, its so so not easy. getting the ingredients right, the topping accurate and and keep the make table clean!! and also dun mix the ingredient while doing pizza. those china people are also funny, friendly.. i kinda sympatise them, they had to work so hard, work with the responsiblity and get so little pay, and they have to get the trouble which is not theirs. i dun really know how to put into words, but use your compassion to feel their hardwork, thats enough. went soup restraunt yesterday, its been so long since i ate white rice !! i also change my phone, finially after using the previous first phone for 3 years  this coming april. so its only 2years and x months. and nokia 5610 is my second phone, pathetic? who cares. and i think i am suck at using nokia phones, besides it's my first time.. and i am facing problem the first day.. somebody help! thats all, and thanks for helping me again to post =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-523931494615674253?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/523931494615674253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=523931494615674253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/523931494615674253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/523931494615674253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-surely-miss-those-people-that-used-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-54990659803301047</id><published>2008-01-10T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T18:06:18.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i didnt end last year well enough? and its another year,i am still walking alone on the road. at work, most of my friends seldom came, cause they got school..and it's kinda bored there with those new people.. they are really playful. they duno work is work and play is play.. and still want to act power over there. lucky i got alot of supportors? the first few days of this month.. really goes well with the song hun li. if what i saw was true, i would like to try my luck at kovan popular? so i can applied iodine on those books -.- the song is cool together with that imagine, i feel like i am feeling the same thing as the composer felt that time he attended that wedding. pizza hut have this secret customer, so if u serve well, and pass the test... u will get fifty dollars... so qiao, i am the order taker for that test this month... and it didnt go well 6x% only. at first i thought i was at fault, but they say it wasnt.. anyway no one doubt my capability in there.. and i am doing great during service, however i seriously hate working outside.. i really want to get into the kitchen and get myself useful! however if u are good at outside, u should be outside.. thats what the manager thinks.. o, i nearly missed something... it happened someday i didnt work, had sushi buffet.. and kinda witness something amazing.. was shock but expected? question it, and realise it was so weird? does people come to relationship they are a little blur? i am a little blur when i look at you. anyway life without computer is a little terrible, no communication, no entertainment! animation seems lagging =/ sometimes u think they are not like this, but actually they are like this. and sometimes u didnt expect something, but it has already expected. and sometimes u wont know why u are saying all these, after sometimes u dun even actually care.. look closely into my brain if u want to know what i am actually talking... cause seriously i duno, cause i am not looking into my brain. i just write what i think, cause its a series of events within these 10 days at january.. tp was bored today, probably because i went there and waste time, and didnt filled my stomach.. when i actually can finish a regular pan pizza during break at pizza hut.TP HERE I COME ! although i still not quite sure what course i want. i msut be strong, and everyday is a happy day for me. please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-54990659803301047?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/54990659803301047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=54990659803301047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/54990659803301047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/54990659803301047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-didnt-end-last-year-well-enough-and.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-6537023828449950944</id><published>2007-12-27T13:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T13:57:44.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='80' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/m/FdqwL7shOe/aus=false/' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'/&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='80' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/m/FdqwL7shOe/aus=false/'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;christmas was ruined. yesterday work was partially out of control. that manager whom everyone's hate that shows favouritism only to me.. was out of no choice, ask me to work service as i was supposed to do wash. so i work without emotions, but still greet customers as usual. i almost ignored everyone there, i only spoke few words only to those nice people, like orh, ya, okay. etc.. this year is kinda going finish like waste. the remaining days for the week, i been working.. and its like new year eve and new year... will that day turn out to be the last minute of joy after the darkness i've walked? after all, yesterday i was kinda beaten by your smile.. although situation has a little changed, but i still know you wasn't ment for me? right?&lt;br /&gt;2008 i'm not going to live in agony.. i will find joy with someone. maybe you? again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-6537023828449950944?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-28832494.post-3796863608731850274</id><published>2007-12-24T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T12:36:19.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is christmas eve. but dun even feel like its christmas the next day. work was defintely fierce.. but good news, i went into the kitchen and do cut. cut pizza kay, dun play play.. i wonder will tomorrow be a special day, more special than those previous years.. please make memory memories. drink server is tiring.. but enjoyable. logcakes log cakes log cakes............ anyway, i can only hope for tonnes of christmas gifts.. thats all la, i also duno what else to write. just so many things happened that i duno how to write.. oh, and ya.. christmas service on 22, shopping at changs.mavis said, is changs not tangs -.- merry christmas =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks qh for helping me post this entry! cus i can't get access to blogger..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-3796863608731850274?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/3796863608731850274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=3796863608731850274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/3796863608731850274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/3796863608731850274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2007/12/today-is-christmas-eve.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-4624784182080399578</id><published>2007-12-07T00:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T00:38:36.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='80' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/m/7r8zMJhdYa/aus=false/' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'/&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='80' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/m/7r8zMJhdYa/aus=false/'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;work was tired, with you i'm at ease. i will do anything to keep your radiant smile, even if i have to make myself like a fool. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-4624784182080399578?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/4624784182080399578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=4624784182080399578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/4624784182080399578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/4624784182080399578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_07.html' 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day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-4150136590950032128?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/4150136590950032128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=4150136590950032128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/4150136590950032128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/4150136590950032128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_06.html' title='-'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-4467017489093516855</id><published>2007-12-05T01:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T01:06:54.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='80' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/m/EdUYQ5sU3C/aus=false/' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'/&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='80' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/m/EdUYQ5sU3C/aus=false/'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;						&lt;div 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title='-'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-7685209397009674451</id><published>2007-12-05T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T02:18:49.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soo many things happened, i worked for a week on monday already! things are good and bad, but i focused on the good. i am getting more optimistic kay. prom was okay, tho they focused on the dance, which i duno how. didnt took much pictures too, will upload when i got the time. 2 different individual.. the adorable and the attractive. the attractive is a little fierce?with anyhow mood, consider moodswings? however was kind at times. the adorable was cheerful and cute, but if things were to happened, its the first time. been working so hectic last week, i really wonder how are you. i intend to worked not only for the money, to keep me busy but to actually stopped myself from the pain. even now it was still painful but you will always live in my memories.. d gray-man was cool, lenalee was love! so so many things to said and elaborate la... kinda lazy, off to animation. goodbye&amp;amp;hello. good afternoon to work tomorrow =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-7685209397009674451?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/7685209397009674451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=7685209397009674451' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/m/vOpgzcPmxq/aus=false/' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'/&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='80' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/m/vOpgzcPmxq/aus=false/'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;i was asked to be a good listener and accompanied to watched the sunrise. i agreed, knowing my condition was kinda unstable. when i left home and looked at the blurish sky ahead of me, the rain has been a hassle these few days. i nearly got shock by lightning on sunday too -.- anyway i told myself not to affect so i could helped, since i was asked. i managed to received thanks and was happy that i actually done something after sacrificing my sleep. no sunrise, but saw rainbow. it was said, its kinda more rare. although its monday, i saved someone not getting monday blues just by helping. had a nap from 9am- 12am and prepared for interview at 2pm. i reached 30minutes late, and the Q was like super long -.- i went home of course. without eating lunch and dinner. i was kinda worried my mother is going to nag again -.- so i find ways to get out of the house, but was failed. she ate my potato chips, lays salt and vinegar -.- which i had a hard time getting it because those mama shops and the ntuc below my house they dun sell that =/they keep throwing me jobs, as if interview is free -.- i havent get over about why the first interview didnt want to call the second time, so i could pick up? or at least called my mother, to inform as i gave them as a form of emergency who they can contact. and i thought i was back to normal this morning as i decided to throw everything behind me and not turn back, but somehow situation dun always happened the way i want it to be. i had to gave up alot of things and i am trying super hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. i am not quite sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;waht&lt;/span&gt; to wear and i probably dun have the money to buy anything. no job = no money, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; how practical life is. right now, i am like someone without a life. i wonder who could say something like " get a life and move on" or "wake up, idiot" sound harsh..but all the thoughts that i use to salvage myself, was kinda defeated by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pessimists&lt;/span&gt;. probably i dun get to hear it from my loved ones. right? why am i asking a question, knowing nobody will answer. idiot !&lt;br /&gt;after all, "message inbox : no new messages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-2323356608227380077?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-28832494.post-6174074958259704742</id><published>2007-11-18T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T13:40:36.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on my birthday at sakae sushi, as usual without presents without much wishes and without candles to blow i have grown another year. i saw you, and that was all the happiness that i wanted. communication was okay. after all i dun bake such a nice cake, that cake not suppose to just taste nice but also felt the sweet sensation at the heart, but i fail to do so. expected that it turned out to be not nice. lisa suggest me to throw everything to bet on something that was a definte lost. i did, and lost of course. it was just an example, i dun mean you're the bet. but those was just to say for show, but it actually mean the opposite. the awarked-ness doubled up the distance, even further than the opposite ends of the earth. lisa told me not to care after the lost, i was really at lost to even care. accompanied zinc to cut his hair at marine parade, then go ktv at katong and they had katong laksa. zinc hair looked like a good boy, when he dun even look like one -.- he told me he had x girlfriend and was confuse regarding waht to do.ironic right? went slacking at playground and we talk about secondary school life -.- in my mind i was thinking my secondary school life, compared to your secondary school life.. mine was far more yucks compared to yours. my youth is running out la. %$@# shit ! if this goes on, i am going to give everyone a pen. unfortunately some gave me in return. pen leh -.- most terrible gift.&lt;br /&gt;watched lovely complex, a romance animation. to believe i actually have the mood to do so. its about a tall girl 172 cm like this 156cm short guy.. they have alot to talk even when they are not attached. how cool eh? although i should be regret after doing so, but i dun felt regretted at all even its goodbye. bye bye right?.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-6174074958259704742?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/feeds/6174074958259704742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28832494&amp;postID=6174074958259704742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/6174074958259704742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28832494/posts/default/6174074958259704742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com/2007/11/on-my-birthday-at-sakae-sushi-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06504415939288543386</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-28832494.post-2688344097219582808</id><published>2007-11-15T01:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T01:20:52.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='80' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/m/YB-Vn65Noi/aus=false/' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'/&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='80' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/m/YB-Vn65Noi/aus=false/'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;there are so many things i wished it could happen between us. strolling on the beach, watch sunrise and sunset. cycling, of course a comfortable seat for you. riding to east coast and home. treats to icecream and chocolate fondue. walk in the rain with an umbrella. vivocity cinema and remove the armrest and watch romance comedy?.or cook home cooked dishes and dine at home.. etc.. all those whatever ideas... can delete them.. i dun think u want me in your memory. correct me, if i am wrong! my face was defintely thrown into tonnes of pieces. &lt;br /&gt;如果有一天 &lt;br /&gt;你走进我心里 &lt;br /&gt;你一定会哭 &lt;br /&gt;因为里面满满都是你 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果有一天 &lt;br /&gt;我走进你心里 &lt;br /&gt;我也会哭 &lt;br /&gt;因为里面没有我的身影&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28832494-2688344097219582808?l=engsing-the-zombie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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