<?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-12574501</id><updated>2012-01-06T05:41:22.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pour FNWQ</title><subtitle type='html'>none... all in blogs view by mood</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-115479213528487750</id><published>2006-08-05T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T23:35:35.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bkk</title><content type='html'>Sooooo glad i went Bkk wif C, L , J, and YL...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-115479213528487750?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/115479213528487750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=115479213528487750' title='367 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/115479213528487750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/115479213528487750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2006/08/bkk.html' title='Bkk'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>367</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-113396092733637912</id><published>2005-12-07T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T21:08:47.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shahrukh Khan, jin cheng wu.... etc</title><content type='html'>wow juz saw his show on Central he'sssssss soooooooooooooooo very gd looking!!!!!!!! plu de touching story on how he help de gal he liked for de first time in his life to find her luv coz he's gonna die due to heart disease pooor poor man.... but he abit old leh... 1965 now 40 liewzzz but watde hack he's gd lookin sia! (lao nuah alredizzz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw news on Aniki Jin hhahha he so cool leh got lots of rules and regulations for de reporters so dat dey cnt ask him stupid ques.... he said smething.... gd looking so wat? will also get dumped.... muz hav experience it b4 otherwise won react dis way... but den true enuff gd lookers usually hav dat kind of power to get de things dey wan wif 1/2 de efforts den a not so gd looking one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uz recalled saying myself... i'd rather de person not remember my face den it'd be bcoz its a normal face.... since de chance of ppl remember u due to my good looks is like zero as compared to 100% possiblity dat dey'll remember me coz "hey look at dis fat ugly ass!" den i'd rather not let ppl rmember my face ahahahahahahaha.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-113396092733637912?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/113396092733637912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=113396092733637912' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/113396092733637912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/113396092733637912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/12/shahrukh-khan-jin-cheng-wu-etc.html' title='Shahrukh Khan, jin cheng wu.... etc'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-112918510857796417</id><published>2005-10-13T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T14:31:48.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>men...... and women nowadays....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;was eating at de hawker centre juz now Q-ing for fried dumpling mee.. de auntie was bz packing for a customer 4 packs of mee with fried and boil dumpling.... den a guy (U.G.L.Y, donnoe how to wear glasses---) cam to collect... he say in chinese "aiyah auntie forgot to tell u wan 1 pack without fried dumpg. i don eat fried one. de others nvr md don care but i don eat fried ones.... (hokay nvr md) auntie open up change to boil ones lor... den cover again... den he say "or auntie u add more cong for me..." DAMNED GUY! nvrmd auntie open again add for him... den he passed me and de woman nxt to me.... den dat stupid guy passed us and bump into dat woman and Tsk at her somemore sia!!!! STUPID GUY its his big fat body dat bump into her and he like dat... so wen he pass me i tsk him bak... stupid man... behave worse den aunties in a sale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;can see de trend dat more of my frds r like paying for deir bf or husbands' daily needs and its absurb!!!! totally! he's not giving u money hokay dat's fine, we are independent women don need deir money but dey're still relying on de galfrds/wives to pay for hsehold expenses and other stuff!!!!! i mean i don mind if my husband is better at hsemaking den okay lor let us switch roles.. he can be a gd hsemaker while i bring in dough.... but those sickening men are doin nothin at home, spend deir own salary on leisure, no need to pay a single thing in de hse, ask wives to buy supper or dinner for dem wen dey demself got hm much much earlier, still dare to complain to deir wives deir boss are not appreciating deir watever werk done, take leave every now and den (how to appreciate their work???), above all, not good lookin!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;if i spend $$ to pamper dis type of man, he better be a gd xiaobai lian otherwise....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aiyo den deir wives also at deir beck and call... WAT IS DIS WORLD COMIN TOOOOOOOO ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/S: if i ever becom dis type of wife, please..... kill me..............i mean really, use a knife parang watever... kill me..... thank you...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-112918510857796417?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/112918510857796417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=112918510857796417' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112918510857796417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112918510857796417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/10/men-and-women-nowadays.html' title='men...... and women nowadays....'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-112740318879254941</id><published>2005-09-22T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T23:33:08.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my world...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT WILL I DO IF TOMORROW'S END OF MY WORLD?&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I FINALLY GONNA START A NEW LIFE TOMORROW, THE END OF MY WORLD WILL START TOMORROW.... WHICH MEANS, IF I FEEL LIKE CONTINUING THIS LIFE I'M IN, IT'D NEVER BE END OF DE WORLD....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why does de world go on turning, why to de sun rise to shine, why do de birds continue to sing in de sky, wen my world ended wen u said goodbye.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but was it coz u didn't even say goodbye tt's why de world ard me continue to turn.... or was it coz i was de only one all along let standing still while time continue to tick away....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm wasting away coz its been almost a yr since i lost de sense of a shakened champagne bottle.... my whole world was in turmoil watabot urs...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything seems to have the same colour - the ones dat u've always liked... dey com in various shapes and looks, but dey all seem unchanged since colour is de onli thing i noe...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;singing songs no longer go in tune coz it ain't singing with u... jokes don seem funny anymore coz it was not complimented by your presence....my sense of smell can onli remember wats urs....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe i should send m world crashing now so that i will start another.. slowly build up again... juz so that i can send de new one crashing down as  soon as i can no longer feel again....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-112740318879254941?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/112740318879254941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=112740318879254941' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112740318879254941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112740318879254941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-world.html' title='my world...'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-112698158694683261</id><published>2005-09-18T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T02:26:26.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xue Lang Hu and U</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went watch xue lang hu with amy.... nicenice... JACKY FOREVER!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;den saw smthing dat reminded me of you very much though i see tat thing quite often... but to be inside again is another ting... led me to recall de news somone once very important to u will be and shld be outta ur life forever or rather.. u shld gif up alredi coz everything will be set.... but who noes de future... nothing's for certain these days. but it shldn't bother u for now coz u seem to hav gotten rid of de person by and by... congrats. wen can i say de same thing to myself den....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;曲名：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://music.yisou.com/search?p=%CF%EB%CC%D3&amp;source=yisou_music_lyric_song"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;想逃&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;     歌手：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://music.yisou.com/search?p=Linda&amp;source=yisou_music_lyric_singer"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Linda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;     专辑：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://music.yisou.com/search?p=7%BA%C5+Linda&amp;source=yisou_music_lyric_album"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;7号 Linda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;寂寞开始喧闹　迎接　孤单的来到 我的手　想寻找依靠　却什么　也得不到 思念就像你的烟草　在心里　静静的燃烧 虽然爱　已经看不到　却留下　相爱的味道 我的心　想逃　离开的　决心却找不到 忘不了　你给我的好　回忆是最温柔的牢 我的心　想逃　却想要　想要　再等一秒 我离开　你就听不到　我心里的思念　有多少 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;曲名：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://music.yisou.com/search?p=%D2%BB%D0%A9%B8%D0%BE%F5&amp;source=yisou_music_lyric_song"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;一些感觉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;     歌手：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://music.yisou.com/search?p=%D5%C5%D1%A7%D3%D1&amp;source=yisou_music_lyric_singer"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;张学友&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;     专辑：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://music.yisou.com/search?p=%B2%BB%C0%CF%B5%C4%B4%AB%CB%B5&amp;source=yisou_music_lyric_album"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;不老的传说&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;为何一双的眼睛　能写出的句子多么感性 　为何婉转的笑声　盘旋空中天使都偷偷倾听     ◇为何丝丝的发端　琴弦一般牵引在心内共鸣 　为何风中的背影　徘徊心中千转未会暂停    △我心中的一些感觉盼能得你肯定 　将爱情为你细说重头换你一个反应 　为了那一些的感觉　我人未会安静 　只想你愿意靠近心中去听……   （只想你愿意靠近心中细听） 　Repeat◇△ 　不想等心思结冰　这感觉不敢说清 　情是困在眼睛　可是我没法可倾吐心声…… 　Repeat△ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(one of my fav. songs..... muz be in canto... chinese one i heard tonite not as touching.... but of coz by jacky. How bad can it be?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-112698158694683261?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/112698158694683261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=112698158694683261' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112698158694683261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112698158694683261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/09/xue-lang-hu-and-u.html' title='Xue Lang Hu and U'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-112553522671715207</id><published>2005-09-01T07:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T08:40:26.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's de 1st!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;saw a korean show over de last wkend on channel 8 abt a guy who fell in luv wif de lady (Taixi/TX)  he shared umbrella wif on a rainy day.. wen dey're finally together, de guy has to go for military.. on dat day he waited for her for 2 days in de train station but she didn't turn up.. de story den went on to yr 2000 where de guy now becom a teacher teaching korean language... he got to noe dis guy call yuanbin (YB) in his form class whose got a galfrd... this guy very enthu in his class and always shout out his views aloud den one day YB ask de same ques. as wat de Teacher's (T) TX asked before so T stunned... T begin to notice YB more (and  YB also lift his little finger up wen he pick things up like TX) and feel de urge to touch him but only pat on YB shoulder (see till here den i noe its a gay show) wen T saw de potrait YB drew, he nearly broke dwn coz YB was drawing TX  (YB bought the lighter later which was de one TX gave to T wif her own drawing) .... T even question his sexuality wif his wife and a psychatrist.... de schl rumour abt T and YB being a couple and YB is very disturbed... wen YB was playing basketball one day, T cam in everyone stopped and YB flare up to ask T not to do this to him.. den YB missed T's class.... so T sat in his seat waiting for him to com bak.... wen YB cam bak, T grab him at de collar den cry to ask "y i can recog. u but u don remember anything at all" nxt day T was ask to leave schl... he went to de motel which TX and him went.... meanwhile YB went to schl den during one lesson, he looked at de lighter den start to remember abt TX and T and he rush out to loook for T (at this pt, T also got out of bed and went to de station) ..... on de way, he remember everything and also how TX died de day she was supposed to meet T at de station... she was knocked down by lorry.... and de lighter flew out... YB met T at de station den dey finally hug and cry... dey decide to go on trip to NZ together for bunjee jump... dey tour abit den book de bunjee jump trip den wen on der den jump down together... onli without de spring.... TX say she wan to be born a woman again... but T ask her wat if he's born a woman also?? den dey say nvr md dey try again and again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wah biangzzz actually muz see de show den nice.... hahaahahaa inside got a ming ju "if u plc a needle anywhere on earth, drop a pea from de sky for it to land on de needle, dis chance is equivalent to u meeting de ppl ard u... dis is call destiny"  juz like D's pepper theory of how small we are..... oh ya de male lead is lee bing xian..... after tis show, i cfm my theory is rite... der's no such thing as a gay or les... its juz dat de very first pair of dem happen to like each other but onli coz dey're of same gender dat's why ppl think its abnormal.. den later generations like those twitchy kids now, think its so cool to be a les or gay so dey decide to be one lor....... i mean, a very niangniang qiang guy falls for a gal, u call dem les meh??? u think its norm. dat dey're together coz dey look of diff. gender outside mah... life... hard to pls urself and pls others at de same time... de wu nai of humans.... juz coz we use more brain cells den animals &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-112553522671715207?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/112553522671715207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=112553522671715207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112553522671715207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112553522671715207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-de-1st.html' title='It&apos;s de 1st!!!'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-112507561732223994</id><published>2005-08-27T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T01:00:17.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>got it.....butzzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;went marina square wif LF, Ad, Fd, Gn and Sm for dinner today.... den wen to walk ard... change liaozz de place.... and found this cd shop.... and FINALLY FOUND MY MISS THANG ALBUM BY MONICA !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!====== MY SONG: B4 U WALK OUT MY LIFE&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;..... repeat and reapeat de song in bus 147 on de way...... den suddenly thot.... its so ironic. the title of de song cam true... u walked out of my life alredi.... juz wen i realise that i hav to grab hold of u for u to stay in my life, u walked out alredi... finally found dis song dat i can share wif u coz i remember askin u to listen to juz a sample found online of de song... u agreed tt its nice and noe  i wan dat song so much... it's been like 8 mths man! was once frantically searching for dat album... went to lots of CD shop but cldn't find it coz dat album was de first by monica so its quite some time ago... HMV, Tower records, cd rama, small small old cd shops etc, gramophone, .. have but failed to find it... and wen i saw de colleciton of cds in dat shop, smthing tells me its gotta be der coz i searched once over on M but cldn't find a sing cd by monica.... den i walked away disappointed... help LF see wat song was Michael Buble singing told her, den wen to try my luck de second time... FINALLY FOUND IT!! (yaya i noe i exclaimed it alredi... but i can't contain my excitement wen i found it and de BEST THING IS &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;but now i can sense de 'wan shi ju bei, zhi cha dong feng' U R NOT HERE TO SHARE DE SONG WIF ME.... actually to say, u were not here to share de news dat i got m new job (wonder if u noe it even by now....) , how strongly i oppose to z rule of having a smokin box in coffeeshops (i noe how grateful u'd be from my view coz u wldn't wan to enjoy ur 'enlightment' in a confined yellow box), how bad i was feeling on de relationship wif J and L, de new Jay songs, de laughing from watchin de P2 clip u showed me, no more dingdongs over msn, no more usual stunts, no more silly tones, no more money wasting msg, ........ and of coz it was vice versa... i was not included in ur new lease of life either,  now dat u found sunkst hanging on ur face all de time i think. Maybe, i was not included all along... maybe it was juz my part of illusion.... maybe this illusion will nvr go away coz u'd always wish for a mirage amongst de desert. and until u found de end of de desert, will u forget abt dis mirage... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-112507561732223994?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/112507561732223994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=112507561732223994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112507561732223994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112507561732223994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/08/got-itbutzzz.html' title='got it.....butzzz'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-112492964704503522</id><published>2005-08-25T08:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T08:27:27.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;can u imagine this???? i'm in office writing all dis nonsensical thingssssss no new case for me to do.. or rather, i'm waiting for dem to com coz i juz faxed a pile yesterday....... those ppl not please wif my reply, F$%K dem. dey can call up later for all i care....... ehhehhhe so bad eh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;strange though, de color of dis blogger looks so much nicer den z one in my own pc y huh??? think my pc getting old liaozzzz colour defect. better buy some 4D to get extra cash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;yerp more comfortable here now... got used to de new environment alredi.. wifout my dear LF beside me yakking wif me all z time (coz me to be very sleepy) always on de zzzzzzz mode here most of de time. too quiet i suppose. but i can't get on;ine radio leh coz no real player installed. cannot check my email, cnt go online msn to yak... sianzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;now doin smething on honey propolis. damned cannot find de info i want shooozzzz........ and i can't remember wen is de damned talk on how to avoid marrying a jerk.. frankly, i don need to go coz i alredi noe i'd marry one even wif lots of edu on it sia..... i'm destined to keep a xiaobailian next time .... s'ok he better be good lookin to worth my keepin... de onli thing i'm asking for now is ----------- no reduction for my taste please... since i'm forking out de $$, let it be a good one..... i very bad.. smetimes wonder how com those not so gd lookin ones get such gd lookin bf huh sheeezzz hahahahahahahhaha ok lar. i;m not asking for too much... if he's not good lookin den let him be a rich good guy wif monthly salary of 5K a mth and  abv, and spend 3K on me ... i'm satisfied lohzzz too rich no good..... hhehhhehehehe otherwise he can be my xiaobai if he's a good wonbin lookalike hmmmmm still nd to hav som income lar. not less den 1K i suppose???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;butden, since i'd not be satisfied if he's not wonbin himself, its more realistic to get de rich guy ... yap... u can get rich guys easier den gd lookers siazzzz haiz sad life.... &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;conclusion after seeing so many sports/luxurious car owners on z road&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-112492964704503522?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/112492964704503522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=112492964704503522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112492964704503522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112492964704503522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/08/ahhahaha.html' title='ahhahaha'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-112411062049167390</id><published>2005-08-15T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T20:57:00.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zi lian me, myself and i</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I is so in luv wif Myself so much so that it really infurates Me coz that's about de onli person who'll like Myself ..... I will never bother to turn to see who's chasing behind, coz I noes that de onli one chasing behind would be Me.... wat's de use to look back? she's always der anyways.... Might as well look forward, look ahead, chase after Myself for awhile and see how it goes... if I only know that the one waiting would be onli Me... no one else.... wat would de decision be....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;i so bian tai.. ahhahahaha record my own singing den send to A to listen some more... as if de recording was not psycho enuff....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;i'm doin so much better as compared to beginning of de yr.... at least a happier person now wen de situ is somewat hopeless... maybe its coz i'm growing older.... looked broader, maybe coz it's not important to me alredi.. maybe it wasn't even important in de first place juz dat i put it on my pedestal at dat pt of time and magnify de situ... now i've learnt to zoom out so dat it doesn't weigh dat heavy anymore.... have learnt to shrink things in more managable size...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;yap.. things and problem are such that since its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:bl@@dy"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bl@@dy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;problem&lt;/span&gt;, u hav de power to make it big or small lar! if u can juz see things in de simplest form (didn't ur Math teacher taught u??), doesn't matter if u solved it in de end anot .... its juz a matter how u wrap things up.... thing is, problems are alredi der, so der's no such things as solving.... juz how u answer de problem and how did u satisfy de people indirectly or directly involved in the de situ....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;1)  if u handled it well, wif no after effects, its call solving de problem beautifully but ppl soon forgot ure de one who solved it... but tt's for de &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"small prb"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;2)  but if u left urself pleased, others not tt pleased, but no after effects, den ppl say u zo boh sui.... but after awhile, all will be forgotten.... this is de &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"ok lar, no prb"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;3)  if u handled to prb in a way tt leaves u unhappy, others happy, no aftermath, den ppl say "wah u zo sui sui" in front of u.... but ur de back say "this siao eh... hahahha nvr md as long as we benefit from it" ... this wld be de "&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;stupid prb"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;4)  if in de end, u happy, dey happy, but got aftermath, those tt praised u before, will com bak at u, forgetting completely how good dey say ur solution was..... this if called de &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"fucked up problem&lt;/span&gt;"....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;5)  if u happy, dey not happy, also got aftermath, den those pple will nagnagnag at u till de aftermath is gone.... this is called de "&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;seebey sian prb"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;6)  if u not happy, others also not happy, also got aftermath, tt's de big problem lar...... no solving it, this is call de "&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;jit bai siao liao problem&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;SO, from watever pt of view u see de situ, ure in de bad position.... so, no pt worrying abot de situ... coz its gonna com anywayzz and u'll spend as much time thinkin how to solve it wen it happens no matter how much i tot abt it before..... y not lax now......... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;suddenly tot maybe its Shaman King.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-112411062049167390?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/112411062049167390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=112411062049167390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112411062049167390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112411062049167390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/08/zi-lian-me-myself-and-i.html' title='zi lian me, myself and i'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-112334968982351913</id><published>2005-08-07T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T01:34:49.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u won understd wat's written here.. prb i won't too, a few yrs later...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;there're sometimes, somethings u shld really find out the truth see it, hear it, and confirm it... best wld be from de subject themselves....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;but der're also many things, u shld juz let it go at knowing it urself try to convince urself slowly, leave it at de stage of yah most prb it is, and yes it shld be it...instead of confirming it....especially seeing it.... alrite. wat u see might not be wat it seems to be but der're also ocassions where u know u juz have to let de fact sink in after seeing it... ure not part of it. Now or before. u were nvr included. all dat illusions of u being involved seems to clear wen u hear it... no. u were nvr a part of it, try to accept it okay? yah der were ocassions u seemed like being involved, but dat was onli for dat moment. &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;FULLSTOP AT THAT POINT&lt;/span&gt;. so wen dat illusion build up, it's difficult to hear de warning signs dat  Hey, ure not..... it's also at dis moment wen all hav subsided, u think u've accepted to fact dat it was onli coincidence , perchance, accident, convenience dat u becam involved, u wanted very much to see if all dis was true. ur curiosity cause u to click on dat little button, make u SEE IT now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;u fall bak to dat stage of everything's not important anymore.... were all dat happen juz coincidence? so! u were onli involved out of convenience. My Gosh! How did those illusions com by in de first plc... how can u hav expect de mirage u see to be true? wat were u once thinking? den every bit of dat feelin start to com bak again... from de moment u thot u were becom more and more involved, to.... now... seems like u hav to re-live all over again... de moment u open ur eyes in de morn, u see it, last ting in ur mind, staring into space because of it, onli now, with it, smthin extra is together..... u noe it, juz dat u chose to mosiac out dat extra thing, making de subject &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MORE OBVIOUS, MORE VISIBLE, SEEING TO GD IN DE SUBJECT&lt;/span&gt;, thinking.... &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOOL! U BIG FOOL! HOW CAN U NOT SEE DAT U WERE NVR INVOLVED. NOT BEFORE. NOT NOW, NOR FURTURE&lt;/span&gt;.... juz like Shunza's song. No way, No how, Not now..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;yah... somethings shld be juz left unsaid, unseen, unconfirmed... so dat u won hav to re-live de feeling, only this time, its painful.... again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-112334968982351913?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/112334968982351913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=112334968982351913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112334968982351913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112334968982351913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/08/u-won-understd-wats-written-here-prb-i.html' title='u won understd wat&apos;s written here.. prb i won&apos;t too, a few yrs later...'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-112307273585567397</id><published>2005-08-03T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T20:39:00.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how sttoooorrrooooodddd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;heard of de new rule dat dey actually stoppin ppl from smokin in those coffee area and nitespots??? wat a stupid rule... de initial intention for this rule will be to reduce the public from sniffing in toomuch 2nd hand smoke.... so dat== reduce cancer??? WAH BIANGZZZZ de smokers will not stop becoz of dis rule lorzzzzz infact dey'll have no choice but to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;smoke at home cooped in de 4 walls, wif deir familymembers taking in de 2nd hand smoke in de confined area which is like DOUBLE WORSE den if u smoke in public wat??? at least in open air areas de smoke will be disperse !!!! and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF U MIND OTHER PPL'S SMOKE SO MUCH WEN URE IN PUBLIC AREA, DON GO OUT LAR!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;still find that this rule has de same impact as de opening of de casino.... dey always look at de problem from de angle where u can solve by other means but try to hide away de new problems dat will definitely occur and cannot not be solved after it has erupted....... donnoe wat dey're thinkin really.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;if i smoke at home (not tt i'm a smoker...) i'd be jeopardising my family's life ... if i smoke in de corridors, i'd cause health problems to my neighbours who stay der...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(coz at least in coffee shops, those who donn like ppl tt smoke, can always shift to another table wat, but U CANNOT JUZ MOVE HOUSE BECOZ UR NEIGHBOUR IS A SMOKER MAH!!!) and i simply cannot stop (would hav if i coould liaoz sicko)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;in de end, all those damn rules dey set up cause more social and health problems to us..... how stupid for all de trouble dey go thru' juz to make life ----&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WORSE......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-112307273585567397?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/112307273585567397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=112307273585567397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112307273585567397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112307273585567397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/08/how-sttoooorrrooooodddd.html' title='how sttoooorrrooooodddd'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-112273463758758457</id><published>2005-07-30T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T22:43:57.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally bakerzin, getting out, frds dat WERE close....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;had a talk on Animal Health by some very supposedly big characters in dat field.... den ask D eat desserts at bakerzin heheheehehe.. had strawberry shortcake.... very light yet hmmmmmmmm.... de cream's fluffy, sweet, melts and cools in ur mouth, wif de cake.... strawberry was ok lar not too sour but not sweet though... dat's de not very perfect part.... den we toktok abt our brothers and sis-inlaw (not tt deyre de same persons hehehehe) but pattern like charles and keith and URS shoes (de same)......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;gosh cnt concentrate writing.. keep singsing song haizzz (listening to wen lan song MUZ SING IN KTV NXT TIME SO MUZ MAZTER DEM&gt;.... DAMN!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;wen Times while waitin for D... found tt i lost interest in reading BOOKS!!!! KNS&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; a few yrs not studying and i'm not reading alredi NB...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;playing a game to find keys to get outta a room... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://flash.qbol.net/pl;p/youxi/images/04042203.swf" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;http://flash.qbol.net/pl;p/youxi/images/04042203.swf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt; but cannot find de keysss A says de keys to de door is in de box but to open de box u need 3 things.. i onli found 2 to de box... last one cnt find.... kept lookin round and round de room.... cnt see a new place which i hvnt clicked..... yahhh maybe i'm stuck and coop in de little plc for too long till i thot it's big enuff for me.. maybe not big.. but enuff... so i juz stayed in de room ... maybe de way out was der all along for me to notice but i kept circling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;tokin to Je overy msn... she asked if Jo asked me out... i said "no leh waitign for her to call.. but...... seems more diff. den me being de PAP member leh" very bad hor.... den she reply dat everlione is bz wif deir life and werk..... yah as if i don hav werk and life... feel like telling Je dat it all excusee liaoliao..... bz is juz an excuse for procrastinating wat u don wanna do.... we seem to use it all de time &gt;&gt; for granted... so, r we really dat bz or juz bz with nothing... not sure, don understd, not gonna waste my time understding.... maybe i shld see things from deir pt of view den i'll be happier........ actually, yah i've alredi much forgotten how unhappy i was wif dis issue but now dat Je suddenly decide to dingdong me, i donnoe wat to say to her alredi... i'm slow in being close to u, slow in being cool towards u den again, i'm even slower to becom close again.... anywayzzz i really donch noe wat to answer Je wif her saying dat..... i looked for de rite emoticon for a long while before finally decided to juz type "mmm" ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;juz like jacky's song (sorri D hahahah still wanna mention my Jacky yanoe...)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"dian hua (telephong) xiang qi (ring) le ni yao shuo hua le (u wanted to say something) , hai yi wei (thot) ni xin li dui wo you xiang nian le (u were thinkin of me alredi), zhen me ni shen ying bian de leng dan le (y do u sound cold)? ... wo de xin zhen de shou shang le (i am really hurt) ..." --- "de lights went dimmed, de song ends, de tears kept rolling, de rain's falling, we're not happy, coz i'm really hurt...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-112273463758758457?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/112273463758758457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=112273463758758457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112273463758758457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112273463758758457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/07/finally-bakerzin-getting-out-frds-dat.html' title='finally bakerzin, getting out, frds dat WERE close....'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-112255426720701595</id><published>2005-07-28T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T20:37:47.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no theme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;woah... after reading platypus's blog den i realized its been such a while since i add nonsense in my blog... givin up alredi? nay... juz plain lazy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;com think of it, i'm realy lazy leh... lazy to cut hair, lazy to make my face nice nice, lazy to buy clothes, lazy to exercise, lazy to even go 4 de medical checkup Kaozz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;shiok... enjoyin crystal jade donut...hmmm after dinner, after a slice of tigerskin swissroll, after some whitechoc coated marshmallow fm royce... oh yah went to de bin to throw de plastics bag from de donut den saw de red bean ice cream stick and plastic package WAHAHAHAAAAA feat hor? so strange i am i nvr too lazy to get food and more food??? not as if i'm those dat will nvr grow fat no matter how much i eat... I DO! DAMNED IT! but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:F@(k"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;F@(k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;! wat de heck? fat mai fat lor.... too bad lor... not as if i will die if i don get my kimgu... but den huh, will i regret 50 yrs later saying haiya shld hav go on diet to kao a gd suai kimgu wen i was youngwre????? hmmmmm FAT CHANCE... coz my wish is to die at 73.. y leh?? coz i'd prb get alotta illness by den so no pt staying so old wen u can't even go to de bog urself... not tt i despise those elderly who can't do tt demselves i understd dey can't help it... dat's y i don wanna becom one wen i can help it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;Asked my new dear frd/col. SS which is more dangerous? a pretty gal or a gd looking guy? i thot a pretty gal coz de female species are generally more vicious wen offended woooozzzzz.. but she thot a gd lookin guy.. coz, precisely coz of female's vicious nature, a gd lookin guy will probably attract more vicious ladies who'll do all sorts of stunts to get dat 1 gd lookin guy who's not gay or married ... bon bon.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-112255426720701595?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/112255426720701595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=112255426720701595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112255426720701595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112255426720701595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/07/no-theme.html' title='no theme'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-112152993488252886</id><published>2005-07-16T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T00:05:34.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JACKY CHEUNG FOREVER....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;我真的受伤了歌手:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;ct=134217728&amp;amp;lm=-1&amp;word=%D5%C5%D1%A7%D3%D1%26%CD%F5%DD%D2%D6%AE"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;张学友&amp;amp;王菀之&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;王菀之:窗外阴天了音乐低声了我的心开始想你了灯光也暗了音乐低声了口中的棉花糖也融化了窗外阴天了人是无聊了我的心开始想你了电话响起了你要说话了还以为你心里对我又想念了怎么你声音变得冷淡了是你变了是你变了灯光熄灭了音乐静止了滴下的眼泪已停不住了天下起雨了人是不快乐我的心真的受伤了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;so flooded was i wif de new and good lookin singers tt  i almost forgot how much i luved Zhang Xue You.... till i heard this song over de radio actually de version i heard was by de gal....didn't noe he sang it too.... de gal's voice very innocent nice also... tt's y i looked for de song to dwld.... but den wen i heard xue you's version, its like hmmmm very touching..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;lotz of ppl can imitate his voice actually  coz he's got a clear cut masculine voice like andy lau  fei xiang.. etc.. but den dey all lack of smething.. can't put in words wat issit though.... de feeling he gif u wen singing dat song esp. slow and quiet ones.... really made me feel de same way as wat de song would describe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;think tt's his unique "Jacky Cheung Factor" no one can replace, no one can imitate.... even if his albums don sell as well now coz he's old already, or de fact dat he's not those 'talented' chuang zuo ge shou, he don dance well, he's not good looking like de other 3 heavenly kings (muz really admit tt i don really like him at first coz of NI HE WO WEN BIE.. hahhaahah coz didnt; like these dramatic songs),  but still, songs sang by him simply touch.... he's nvr a showoff coz he is not action action type...(though i donnoe him personally, but de way he always acted  in shows... ya think its quite obvious he's a humble man...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;am so glad i will be goin to his Xue Lang Hu.... his singing live is gonna capture me ... i think i will be like de lady he described in his song, Ta Lai Ting Wo De Yen Chang Hui, will always fall in luv wif his song again and again.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-112152993488252886?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/112152993488252886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=112152993488252886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112152993488252886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112152993488252886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/07/jacky-cheung-forever.html' title='JACKY CHEUNG FOREVER....'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-112152748293854415</id><published>2005-07-16T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T23:30:03.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>biantai tinking, yue lao, &amp; my dream...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;think de biantai one is myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;if i'm de judge, i won't sentence those rapist or psycho killer (most of dem self-claim to be siao one) coz its simply too easy for dem to die of hanging... hmmmmm fm my pt of view, i tink dey shld be treated the same way as dey killed thoe victims... if dey killed more den 1, torture dem till half dead den revive dem, let'em recover, den continue torturing dem de nxt way.... revive... and it goes on and on WAHAAHHHHAHAHAHA very biantai neh???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;always thot death is too easy for dem.... but den, who am i to judge since i don noe wat happens after death???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;remind me of wat my col. F told me hahhhaaa she said tt if i'm divorced and nvr wan to go bak to de same man i married out of error again, &lt;strong&gt;REMEMBER TO TELL YUE LAO&lt;/strong&gt; coz wen i get married (oh ya applicable to those tt go thru de traditional rituals onli....:P) i will go thru all de bai bai rite??/ so wen i go down, i still belong to de same family tt's y on my tombstone it'd put my husband's family name de my name lorzzz like those uall always see in newspaper.... so wen i go down, i will continue to stay in tt household though i got divorced up der coz i nvr inform... hmmmmm logical... juz like if i got married, i muz go tell de registration of marriage tt i wan a divorce only den legally i am not bonded t my husband anymore mah.... ... but sad to say, cannot prebook my husband down der leh... otherwise my binge sure kanna booked hahahhahhahahhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;had a very strange dream de other day... was in a chalet like atm. wif my poly frd Je, onli remember starting fm de pt where we went thru a backyard (like de one in my aussie plc) got spider webs so we went into our chalet to wash hands... den saw my sec frds. and stopped JJ (seems like all of went to chalet together, but den again, seems like i accidentally bump into her) to say "wah where uall goin??? very xia ri feng cai leh" coz dey (remember der's M) were wearing very bright print beachy wear... so she say dey goin beach.. den i ask her "how r things?" she said tt good... her nephew also der (her bro is married but den no kid yet hmmmm) den she pointed to a balcony opposite... saw a guy (her bro) and a lady swinging her nephew den i said "wah he so big liao arh... shows how long we nvr see each other liaozzz..." den i looked carefully, de lady is my ex-col., E, who passed away from cancer (???????) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;de scene suddenly switch to i went to that chalet opposite wif my mum (looks like they having gathering in de chalet quite a number of ppl ... cnt remember if i noe those ppl but deir face very blur to me ) den saw my Ah Mah (died also) and E. apparently she's becom like my ah mah's daughter-in-law!!!!!!! den we were saying dat E. muz be getting better from cancer since she's still stong enuff to play wif her boy.... only she's quite skinny,,, so my ah mah like very 'xin tong' saying... "where got... u see she so skinny i so fat.... haiyo" den i tink de dream went on wif my mum like tokin to de rest of de ppl also.. but i woke up.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;very strange dream but i wan to remember it as much as i could so wen i woke up, i kept replaying it in mymind de whole day.... trying to think of every detail dat might gif my a clue of how r those who left me.... remember a few weeks after E left, i dreamt tt she went to a 'kim diam' wif me smiling very happily.. yah.... i hope dat she's really happy now dat she's got rid of dat terrible husband she loved so much.... but i noe dat she's really sad abt leaving her son whom she fight so hard for with death so tt she can look at him a litte longer... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;maybe its ard dat period for us to remember those loved ones again... not to be scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-112152748293854415?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/112152748293854415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=112152748293854415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112152748293854415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112152748293854415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/07/biantai-tinking-yue-lao-my-dream.html' title='biantai tinking, yue lao, &amp; my dream...'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-112056885046180407</id><published>2005-07-05T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T21:07:30.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>put in use my ~60K</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;time i putz bak wat i learnt wif dat 60K....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;disclaimer: not pin-pointing at any particular product onshelve, personal pt of view)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;ever looked at those slimming pills available at pharma and watsons etc? i mean look carefully at those components  added into de small pill u buy for at least 50 bucks juz to shed dat so called toxics??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;com'on most of dem are made up of fibres from wat? de everyday food u can get for 40-50cents in de supermarkets.. yeshhh fruits.... no special ingredients, de 'X'factor in dem.... even those bought at a higher price from special slimming centres all made from fibre so tt u go for ur daily runs to ur toilet, and PRESTO! after all dat running and detoxing, ure slimmer !! (dingding!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;but wat i don understand is, y do u hav to buy such expensive pills wen u can hav taste and enjoy de food dat hav high fibre???/ apples, banana dey provide u dat too... didn't dey juz say dat apples hav pectin dat bind ur fats ?? so isn't it better dat enjoying these fruits den eating those pills?? got taste meh?? haizzz don understand... u run de risk of donnoe wat those concentrated extracts will do to u, can ur body really breakdown?? wat happens if it stress out ur digestive system??? wat interactions will dey hav to ur hormones or other pills u hav been eating??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;but maybe ure also paying for de mentality these products gif u.... like u noe u spent so much on these pills, or replacement meals, u wan to see results FAST! so u'll watch ur diet naturally.. of coz u slim down ler...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;the thing is, yah, while these products might really hav an effect on ur losing weight, u can get almost de same effect wif de same mentality, while eating de norm food....as long as everything's in moderation, der's nothing u shld avoid as long as ure healthy... enjoy while u can eat .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;JUST REMEMBER IN MODERATION and u can do it wifout spending so much.... and if u hav de extra cash, might as well put it in my a/c at ocbc or dbs ... juz let me noe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-112056885046180407?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/112056885046180407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=112056885046180407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112056885046180407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112056885046180407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/07/put-in-use-my-60k.html' title='put in use my ~60K'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-112004961486347699</id><published>2005-06-29T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T20:53:34.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oppositesss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;beginning to see things opposite wayzzz sometimes but failed to do tt wen i shld.. like, i don think its fair dat de gal who threw her bb down de chute shld be let go juz like tt.... she my watever's sake? 20+ and wat makes her cnt think... she's bldy educated mah ... don she noe she either put up de bb for adoption or cld hav alredi done smthing b4 givin birth?? alrite u may think dat havin abortion wld also mean tt she killed the bb also.. but its different!!!! as long as de bb is not out from de womb, its not considered a life.. at least, u can't guarantee its alive mah.. but de moment u gif birth to de bb, IT IS A LIFE!!!!!!!! stooopid woman... but maybe i shld also see fm the other pt of view tt she's so damned scared till she wasn't thinkin straight (ya rite.. den y didn't she think b4 goin thru de 'fun' process.. too excited??) even if... de worse scenario is, she got de bb coz she was raped, den all de more she shld hav abort de bb otherwise, ifffff she knew it too late, put de bb up for adoption!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;(hav to get my pt clear... of coz i don approve of abortion too.... i always think tt givin birth to de bb den put up for adoption is the best.. you may choose to differ... personal pt of view.) okayzz her throwing de bb down is one thing, i wonder wat is de judge thinking wen dey let her go.. not scare dat de bb com bak and haunt dem arh?? no wonder justice was blind folded...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;den to de case of dat guy who killed de china lady... while everyone was feeling sorry for de lady (me too actually since she came her, leavin her hm, and didn't even make it bak) i thot... de guy was juz as pitiful..... he muz hav his reasons for doing tt....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;so, u might think i've got double standard.... but think of this... de guy got punished for wat he's done... though he tried to cover it up and wat he did was gruesome, but he still got wat he deserved later and he probably killed coz there was provocation since dat china lady  wld be capable of doin tt....(although i thot: was abt de things he suffered to induce de killing? who is paying for it??)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de gal went scott free after throwin de bb down.. NO PROVOCATION !!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;(wat can a bb do except cry??)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wat a f&amp;amp;*king life this is....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-112004961486347699?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/112004961486347699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=112004961486347699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112004961486347699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/112004961486347699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/06/oppositesss.html' title='oppositesss'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-111972178857655293</id><published>2005-06-26T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T01:49:48.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dernière Valse = Last Waltz by lisa ono</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663300;"&gt;My new learning song..... if onli everything's as simple as learnin how to waltz and as relaxing to waltz den life itself would like be dancing in waltz... onli this time, who is leading u... is de one leading taking de lead or he who leads do he's leading wants?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663300;"&gt;i wan to see yet i closed up, i wan to hear yet i shut up, i wan to feel yet i juz view ... i wan to hold, yet i let go... and so, i shall close up, shut up, view and let go wen i need to really see, hear, and feel the things i shld....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Le bal allait bientôt se terminer &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Devais-je m'en aller ou bien rester?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L'orchestre allait jouer le tout dernier morceau &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Quand je t'ai vu passer près de moi &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(The ball was I was going soon to finish from to go away or remain? The orchestra was going to play the very last piece When I saw you passing close to me)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C'était la dernière valse &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mon coeur n' était plus sans amour &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ensemble cette valse &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nous l'avons dansée pour toujours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On s'est aimé longtemps toujours plus fort &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nos joies, nos peines avaient le même accord&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(It was the last waltz My heart was not more without love Ensemble this waltz danced We it for always One liked a long time increasingly strong Our joys, our sorrows had the same agreement)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Et puis un jour j'ai vu changer tes yeux&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tu as brisé mon coeur en disant adieu &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C'était la dernière valse &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mon coeur restait seul sans amour &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Et pourtant cette valse aurait pu durer toujours &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ainsi va la vie, tout est bien fini &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Il me reste une valse et mes larmes  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(And then one day I saw changing your eyes You broke my heart by saying good-bye It was the last waltz My heart remained alone without love And yet this waltz could have always lasted Ainsi goes the life, all There is well finished remains to me a waltz and my tears)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C'était la dernière valse &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mon coeur restait seul sans amour &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Et pourtant cette valse aurait pu durer toujours&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(It was the last waltz My heart remained alone without love And yet this waltz could have always lasted)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-111972178857655293?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/111972178857655293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=111972178857655293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111972178857655293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111972178857655293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/06/dernire-valse-last-waltz-by-lisa-ono.html' title='Dernière Valse = Last Waltz by lisa ono'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-111952876031088533</id><published>2005-06-23T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T20:12:40.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing.... nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;har!&lt;/span&gt; think tis multiply's not gonna last any longer... sharing songs.. can dwld sure to kanna chop....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;and... de songs put up.... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh no&lt;/span&gt;.... issit coz of my age?????? not my cup'o tea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;haizzzzz friday goin dinner wif ex-col. wanted to meet D and S up maybe even P and Si but den seems dat S cnt make it... push bak.... juz gt a msg from L to ask us to meet but den i think chances r de rest cnt mak it as usual! hmmmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;getting use to goin hm early nw... more free time, see more shows..... becom  a bigger potato wif smaller brains....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;really no entertainment sia....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-111952876031088533?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/111952876031088533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=111952876031088533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111952876031088533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111952876031088533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/06/nothing-nothing.html' title='nothing.... nothing'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-111917093926075856</id><published>2005-06-19T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T16:48:59.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>into boredom....</title><content type='html'>Hey platypus! dat lazy S (hmmmmmm =ass? S? ass?) still nvr write anything yet... haizzzz she's prob bz dating haahahahaha hvnt ask abt tis fri yet... will do so later...&lt;br /&gt;tis sunday is so boring i slept and slept but still my prince no come wak me up... my knee's givin me problem again haizzz prob. hav arthritis liaozz so suay i think its a curse fm de play we did fo our arthritis proj.....(i pretend to hav art. young damn..) ahahhahahaha.. so pangtang....&lt;br /&gt;since so sian, shall i continue wif fat deposition wif de nescafe 3 in 1? or shld i juz laze ard watching those ultra boring tv show?? haiz i think i'd do both.. de radio stations also not nice leh AAARRRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! don feel like goin out also... too hot... will melt wifin 5 mins out der.. so pek chek and will dev. headache leh F&amp;amp;(K! dat stupid ou de yang again.... so sian man... his songs... and dat jocie arh.. wah biang a couple of boring singers ... com to think abt it, i think de produccer's at fault not de singer coz de album's so boring...till i think zhou gong will wake up finally to switch off de radio listening to deir songs...&lt;br /&gt;will be havin buffet wif LF deyall on wednesday.. don feel like buffeet leh quite off abt eating now.. but dey wan to go leh...haizzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-111917093926075856?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/111917093926075856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=111917093926075856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111917093926075856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111917093926075856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/06/into-boredom.html' title='into boredom....'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-111883944551824562</id><published>2005-06-15T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T20:44:05.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in return.................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ahahhahaha u noe me by now rite? onli noe how to complain donnoe how to do.... keep lamenting on no one leaving me msg but i also nvr write paisey platypus dear....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so sian arh life... sometimes u hav all de energy to do alot of things, not juz once or twice but over and over again... somedays, u juz feel like lying der, pretend dead...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;listening to songs those multiply ppl put up.. so damned farny arh got one.... de lyrics abt a guy singing on quickie, craving and princess.... haahahahahaa too bad i donnoe how to put up songs yah.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nvr md i cont. to put up lyrics lor... YEEEEUUUUUWWWWW... de lemon juice so sour arh.... anyway, i'm on my track of werkin again.... at last.. idle too long will get burnt out.... yesh.... burnt out by idling -- not werk.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;father's day comin.. y ppl so enthu abt mother's day but not fathers hor? issit becoz those tt wan tto do de celebration r women tt's y dey remember deir own day?? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my new frd in office (yes though she's my collegue but she feels like a frd...) soo sze say dat i kept saying 'issit'.... ISSIT? i really say this all de time meh? &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;haahhahahaa hopefully my eng. improve hanging ard her since she's angmoh pai one... hopefully her mandarin get better since i deng lang pai... or rather, she will pick up a bit hokkein since i happen to also be hokkein pai... and she's de canto pai... (no i cannot make it learning canto... tried doin dat for 2 yrs previously while staying wif xiumin ... no results.. only noe more canto songs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haizzzz am glad to be able to find a frd in new werk... otherwise, everyday is a monday....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey...if u r reading this...somethings r meant for u to lose so tt u find a better one later... so, no need to fret ok? i'm not trying to train myself not worrying too much of de things u noe will com coz..... u'll noe it wen it comes rite?? -- lesson learnt from Shaman King......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-111883944551824562?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/111883944551824562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=111883944551824562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111883944551824562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111883944551824562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/06/in-return.html' title='in return.................'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-111763006113293075</id><published>2005-06-01T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T20:47:41.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>irritated by wat i also donnoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;finally got more things to do liao but den got a very bad feeling juz now.... i was actually thinkin to myself "huh? i hav to see so much things arh?????" haizzz bohbianzzzz alredi step into de kwali liao so now its up to de fire will die will live hav to see.... hopefully its becoz of de damned clothes and shoes i hav to wear so i get irritated easily des days.... hopefully again, i'd get better wen i get used to des sickening clothes and shoes... will i finally find peace den...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;otherwise it better be becoz i'm unfamiliar wif de plc so very pekcek..... arh boh is HAIzzzzz i donnoe larh... juz wish everything'd be over soon ... as in i'd get use no matter its de damned clothes, shoes or lack of company.... arh! forgot to mention.... de damned small bag i hav to carry.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;shld i buy dat adidas bag for 50 bucks so tt i can carry juz 1 bag wif my wallet, umbrella, discman, hp, coins, keys, tissue, pass, pen, ocassionally my pad, preferbly my notebk too........ can tt bag really carry so much things?? i wonder... but it can at least contain my top 10 essentials rite? i hope... or shld i juz settle for a synthetic leather haversack???? AAARRRRGGGGHHHH de agony of some1 heavily in debt and at de same time heavily in de mist of investing in oneself....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F&amp;*K!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-111763006113293075?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/111763006113293075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=111763006113293075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111763006113293075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111763006113293075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/06/irritated-by-wat-i-also-donnoe.html' title='irritated by wat i also donnoe'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-111702384092579898</id><published>2005-05-25T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T18:53:25.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new life kimgus??? eeerrrr....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;new life new route to take new visions ... no partners wif me like other first times, but at least playtpus's also started her new life as a worker hahhahahaa.... at least we're all on de rite track.... hope i'm not in de wrong place though... really feel like hell yesterday (1st day) saw a TP senior der in de same dept. as me... dey're all nice ppl but not sure if i'm also nice enuff to fit in harharhar... let's measure out if i missed out by leaving de old co.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;more kimgu on de way? none for both.... though i did meet a luojialiang look-a-like some time ago but nvr see liao so... chey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;kimgu in workplc? NAH! but seriously, de old one will definitely be worse since most of dem are gals.... got enuff galfrds liao cannot enter new ones will kanna slaughter....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;pay? new one definitely higher lar.... but den my debts..... made it no diff bahz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;superior? de new one looks like su ann de assist. R&amp;amp;D manager in Gardenia but i think alot more assertive... nice though i think... de old one jasmine arh phwarphwarphwar..... don look like manager at all like frd sia....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;comfy? de old one of coz... no matter wat even if i got to noe ppl in de new workplc from 3rd flr till 18th no use.... de clothes i'm bloody wearing like goin for wayang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;benefits? eeeyyy... though de external benefits of new one better, de old one easier to tok to coz noe ppl der mah... but new one, no matter how close u r, no extra benefits leh... gov.... damned...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;future? like shit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;workload? definitely new one lesser bahzz lesse deadlines to meet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;like? will up date heeeezzzzzz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway share lyrics nice canto song... too bad uall cnt listen hahahahaha nehneh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;夏日倾情 (by wei lan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;曲：Takashi Miki Yasusyi Akimoto 词：向雪怀 编：卢东尼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;是你吗 手执鲜花的一个 你我会在梦里 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;暗中相约在这夏 承诺站在夕阳后 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;斜阳别你渐离去亦会不归家 期待我吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;是你吗 能否轻轻转身吗 盼你会来静听我的心里面说话&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;每天我衷心祝祷 祈求夏季快来到让这么一刻燃亮爱吧 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I love you 你会否听见吗 你会否也像我 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;秒秒期待遥远仲夏 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I love you 你不敢相信吗 我已深爱着你 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;见你一面也好 缓我念挂 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;是你吗 能哼出这首歌吗 你我最爱沿路唱 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;以歌声代替说话 这首歌在梦里面完全为你而唱 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;让我的声音 陪着你吧 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I love you你不敢相信吗 如今我只想你 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;见你一面也好 缓我念挂 你应该知道 你应该感到 谁人爱你&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-111702384092579898?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/111702384092579898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=111702384092579898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111702384092579898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111702384092579898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/05/new-life-kimgus-eeerrrr.html' title='new life kimgus??? eeerrrr....'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-111634475990127783</id><published>2005-05-17T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T00:02:30.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>difficulty of being a guy now....</title><content type='html'>act sweet &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/640/act%20cute%20ash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/act%20cute%20ash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah she really act sweet wif her big eyes man..... hopefully she grows up wif de gd looks, otherwise haizzzzz........&lt;br /&gt;but she's smetimes so different.... can be cool till she won't look at u.... other times, can play wif u like siao one... kids --- who understand deir language anywayzzz juz don grow up a spolit brat like her name ASHLEY.... very typical spoilt brat's name.... though she's got a bro, butbut everyone juz dotes on her more coz her cute little face and eeerrrr... she's de onli gal others all boys... its so different fm older days where boys were treated like gold while gals hav no value.... think de society now likes gals better..... i still think, being a guy is so much more difficult den a female.... poor ppl.. expected to noe everything, hav everything.... if ure not gd looking, muz at least be rich, if u not rich my be gd looking, at least, hav a car.... if not, muz be at least intelligent... if ure a guy wifout any of those abv qualities, i'm sorry to say, its quite diff.for u to get a s'porean partner coz we're juz too realistic.... NOT MATERIALISTIC... y?&lt;br /&gt;Let me analyse: y quarrel over smething so necessary like $$ if ur views on money matters is so different, too bad.... no way u can be happy....&lt;br /&gt;if ure intelligent, naturally, u shld be earning quite abit so $$ not a prb ... tt's y if ure not gd looking nor rich, at least u can catch up later wif de wealth part...&lt;br /&gt;den, if ure not gd looking but onli filthy rich, at least u gif security&lt;br /&gt;if ure juz gd looking, not rich nor intelligent, y waste ur natural in born strength? wat's wrong wif being a home-maker if ure better in managing the household den ur female partner? is she better in making more $$, take things as it is, let her go outdoor while u take role as a houseman.... no shame abt it and NO ONE WILL CALL U A XIAOBAILIAN ok? those who call u dat r juz jealous of ur life and wants to ruin it for u.... be a proud family man!&lt;br /&gt;don feel insecure juz becoz ur wife/galfrd's earning more den u.... coz if she minded this in de first place, she wldn't hav wasted her time on u before...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-111634475990127783?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/111634475990127783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=111634475990127783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111634475990127783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111634475990127783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/05/difficulty-of-being-guy-now.html' title='difficulty of being a guy now....'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-111616702527122239</id><published>2005-05-15T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T22:47:04.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mine's still better, urs still good to u</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;the ppl we met, de ppl e noe, de pple we befrd, de ppl we lost in de end, we shldn't forget no matter wat's happened in between... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;truth is do we really want to remember or forget? no one can answer, not even urself..... though most of de time u think u chose de route of life but it was juz wat others paved out for u and der u were, walking on it hopefully wif a whistle, happily thinking tt u chose dis at de cross junction earlier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;smetimes, being unwitted makes life easier, too much of intelligence and alertness will onli make u think too much, complicate things.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;many a time, u cannot control wat will happen, so u can onli control urself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;so tt u can see de rainbows even in a rainy day...nothing beats having de ppl ard ard me now ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;if we could all live like a....................... FACE IT! nothing's wifout a care, wifout a worry in dis world .. not even if ure Barbie by Mattel... even she has to worry abt wat to wear later so dat Ken will approve of it.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;watabot cabbagepatchkids or La Bi Xiao Xin den? dey kids so shld be carefree... NO dey hav to worry abt wen deir daddy and mum's coming hm fm werk... look at dem, and pay attention to deir many stories in playschl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Monks? Hock Nee Gus? nah... dey hav to worry abt de chemicals in deir vege nowadays too....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;i see dat ure living a gd life, u see mine as ur dream... whose is perfect? i think my own little, unrecognized, poor life wld be de best place .... grown from watdefuck life to mmmm maybe its meant to be like tt, to ohhhh no wonder i did tt de other day sooooo, to well well ain't i a predictor? hianghianghiang....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-111616702527122239?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/111616702527122239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=111616702527122239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="color:#000099;"&gt;hmmmmmmmmm .... getting a new job tt i've been waiting for, will be starting on 24th, leaving de sianded company, higher pay, nearer workplc, better eating env., no more saturdays, i shld be happy rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;but de mixed feelings of leaving a plc where everything's under ur control, ur frds are der, mix well wif collegues, pay also ok mah, to go into a brand new env. , muz wear those dainty office wear, meet new people, learn things tt is so diff. to understd at first, follow every single minute instructions, no frds, ==== is juz like a shaken champagne bottle, with a held-too-tight cork... no bursting no nothing.... its so bldy torturing.. wen was de last time i felt dat??  did i feel tt wen i decided to go for studies? can't remember leh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hopefully der's no (yesh NO) suai ge in de new werk... so tt i will not hav to be bothered wif keeping de image coz newbies usually lacks intellect, lacks X factor....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;juz hope tt de new job will do me gd ................... cannot type anymore... i'm alreadi in turmoil....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-111581621236372388?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/111581621236372388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=111581621236372388' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111581621236372388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111581621236372388'/><link 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a surprise wen i'm bak... nothing again. so i juz put it down for awhile thinking tt all dat staring was causing de unchanged situ. nothing. i can't help it to put it up again and again to see if ure gone... luckily ure still der... but , i asked myself, if u left wifout saying anything, wat does it mean? if u did smething b4 u left, wat den, does it mean? the answer is, still nothing. nothing's gonna change de fact that i'd still continue de wait till i see, den i'll keep staring like today and leave de lifeless nite wifout a word fm u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;smetimes, ur seeing is my blessing. other times, ur seeing is like wasting. wld it be better dat u don see it at all in de first place so that all de waiting wld not hav happened? or, wld de waiting still be waiting till now.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;was der a period wch u wanted to see, waiting for wat i am now waiting, only i was one step behind at dat time? or, der was nvr de same waiting frequency in de first place coz its all a figmentation of my imagination... sad.. but it seems now, all  --   so  --   true~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;ur world's turning while mine stopped de moment i realised u didn't see....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-111556697331493165?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/111556697331493165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=111556697331493165' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111556697331493165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111556697331493165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/05/waiting.html' title='waiting....'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-111554980662157401</id><published>2005-05-08T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T19:11:59.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>donnoe how to title this...</title><content type='html'>different sides. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/640/cosmo%20side.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20side.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mmmmmm dis pink cosmo fm side view's like it's onli bloomed halfway butden its a full bloom one actually...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;saw a frd's blog on missing sm1 how torturing can it be doin tt? yet, smetimes, u really fanjian muz do tt den happy ... to me, its like...... teasing dat ulcer u hav wif ur tongue... pain yet, enjoying it secretly... complainin to everybodi abt it, tt it's not healing despite ur rubbing salt, puttin on watermelon powder.... but u secretly enjoy doin dat.. maybe u didn't even notice dat u secretly enjoy tis torturing till arrhhh of coz i highlighted it.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;many times we do tings dat we always complain of doing.... but secretly, deep down, ur despicable mind thot its absolutely pleasure... so bian tai neh.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so, by writing this blog to say sme things, am i also dat bian tai lot??? high chance.... been a fanatic in being a bian tai in lotz of wayz but i suppose, i am a failure... hav yet to be noticed by the mental institution of my condition and to think i stay so near it .... damnation .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; i like to bring ppl ard de garden wen i speak.... especially wen discussing de things i noe seebey hao lian yeshhh... u can ask me a direct ques. den i can feeleefairleh to long long story den at de end, i forgot wat my pt was and of coz, wat ur question was haahhahahahahahaha juz like now... was suppose to write on how we torture ourselves... but i go put up de cosmo pic instead den decided to change de title of dis entry yaya.... guang hua yuan guang hua yuan.... hopefully my life wld not be in de garden always... too dreamy too perfect....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i won't noe how to handle this perfectness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-111554980662157401?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/111554980662157401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=111554980662157401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1) a million sec of eye to eye contact is more imp. den a lifetime together physically...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2) a msg of hi how r u takes up more space in my heart more den hours of nonsense yakking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3) rather not find out de truth if u can hide it forever...... tt is if my intelligence level becoms low.......very seldom....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;4) rather find out de truth from u first hand at least i can still forgive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5) now is always blaming de past who's always wasting time thinkin of de future which i swat u hav becom now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;6) jacky cheung's song hei bai hua ying abit gayish....nice though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;7) agree wif wang leehong a simple song.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;8) de millions of stars dat appears everynite whether hidden behind clouds or not has a bigger impact on me den de beautiful once awhile shooting star...... it always gifs de wrong direction...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;9) de rain is more imp to me den de rainbow although its really nice to look at..... coz de rainbow's de suai ge see see can liao no need to touch one.... haahahahhhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;10) i'd rather take 1 hr of bus den 1/2hr of mrt.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;11) seeing happiness fm u is more sig. den being happy myself.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;12) laughter is nvr ending so y not use it... u won lose it anywayz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;13) don hold on too tight.... it migh burst..... don hang on too loose, it might juz let go....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;14) u always say u'd com but i always end up disappointed.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;15) an unexpected outcom wins all de empty promises of de sun, de moon and de stars....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;dated 20th Jan 05 wen all my hopes were high.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;in additon to the situ now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;16) y am i so afraid to paisey myself.... smethings r meant to be paiseyed so tt u get wat u want... ppl onli laugh laugh and will forget.. u get wat u want... dat's imp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;17) all de hintings won't get u anywhere wen finally things did not go on as u wld very much like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;18) now tt u don appear so much in my life,  ur one word of nonsense is treasure to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;19) to say tt as long as ure happy, be wif de one u like, and i'd be happy too---alone. BULLSHIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;20) wat can i say now but : as long as ure happy, be wif de one u like, and i's be happy too--alone.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-111539597276387974?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/111539597276387974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=111539597276387974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111539597276387974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111539597276387974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-think-hora-post-fm-my-multiply.html' title='i think hor....(a post fm my multiply)'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-111539368623725582</id><published>2005-05-06T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T23:34:46.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>song fit for a rainy day.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;一样的夏天&lt;br /&gt;曲：陈达伟  词：JOY  编：&lt;br /&gt;窗外的雨 刚刚停 午后气息 浓浓地 才散去 迷迷糊糊张开眼 刚刚的梦 我似乎 在瞬间看见你 Oh My God 已经... 不知多久没想起 Oh~ Oh~ 我淡淡地 想着你 那年夏天 最后的 那一天 你轻轻的唱着歌 未曾感受 的温柔 模糊我的双眼 终于也可以 开始一个人看明天 你放下我 走向前 Oh 不见 不见了你给的回忆 Oh~ 为什么 曾经深刻的 消失了 没有原因 我的心 已经没有 想起你的空隙 Oh I... 没想起不是忘记 Oh I... 没想起你是平静 想起了你... 是想起那样一个夏天 ======&gt; by Sun Yan Zi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;bought de cd becoz of dis song... used to buy cds for de sake of a song, even for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;juz a small part in de song... my experience is, i'd fall for another song (usually No.4 of 8 i donnoe y also) in de album even more.... think faye's album hmmm onli de zhu tah ge is nice de rest of de album's songs were abit too profound so.... waste my $$ on Ou De Yang damn boring (sorry fansee) Ah Sang one also quite boring... i think i figured out y == coz these albums hav karaoke versions of de same song in de same bldy cd... so i got sick out of listening to it jus once... i think Tanya's album, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="d" title="专辑内容" href="http://www.boxup.com/gb/music/album/2000/3/album712.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;记念&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt; is one superb one... can go on listening and listening non stop highest record so far for a cd kept in my player (at least 2 mths). most expensive album i bought was by Toshiaki Karasawa, Boku Ni Dekiru Koto... asked Tania to get staff price for me still bought at $30++... second was At17's MeowMeowMeow i think it's nearly 30 bucks... can't remember my first cd but i think, its Yanni's Reflection of Passion...my last one was David's Tai Ping Sheng Shi coz i juz fell inluv wif &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="ly" title="察看歌词" href="javascript:lyricdl("&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;无缘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt; even b4 its on radio.. but i'm buying less cds now... feel so cheated wen i go chinatown to see those ppl selling de same cds at 3/4 dollars.... and i don listen to 933 now coz office no radio leh so also donnoe wat songs nice now.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;so dear frds, if u r asking me to go on ktv trips, pls inform earlier so tt i can learn new songs ahahaahaa..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-111539368623725582?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/111539368623725582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=111539368623725582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111539368623725582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111539368623725582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/05/song-fit-for-rainy-day.html' title='song fit for a rainy day.....'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-111513554553806208</id><published>2005-05-03T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T23:52:25.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fm beginning to now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;used to be so distant back den wen it hasn't started.... thot abt it, but didn't affect me dat much.... de dream made me laugh. is it a predicament or its juz wat i had always wished for it to happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;den de picture becomes bigger and for some reason, make me see it. i don't noe if it hit u, but it sure blew me off...... no tt i recall, scary...&lt;br /&gt;wen everything was becomin closer, seems like de sky's always blue wif rainbows, birds singing ur tune wifout ur request, sad songs didn't used to be an issue....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and den it drifted.... thot it was okay, maybe de everyday life kept it so, can't ask for more at least there was smthing every now and den...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wen it becam less frequent, shld hav thot of it, but, it juz slipped my mind coz i was still in de perfect world of my own...did suspect and was dw for a moment, not long though... but yeah it affects.. begin to appreciate the lyrics of sad songs more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de news came, drizzles were like harsh iceblocks hitting dwn, forbidding me to stand up wif out de support, de mornings begin by seeing it, ending de day wif waiting for it, did things for no particular reason but to wait for it to happen. de times tt did not happen were twice it happened.. but everytime it happens, it'd conquer de many other disappointment... everywhere looked de same wif my eyes looking straight, looking thru....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nvr mind, so long as de occassional events took plc, it didn't matter. went fm a time wen i thot i shld not be doing it, to i am not goin to do it, to i'm not doin it anymore.....still, de surprise dat pops up once awhile den.... and i'd go to bed not satisfied since it's nvr enuff but den happy dat it took plc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd piece of de similar news came, washed away everything.. suddenly, all was gone... tt was de last i saw it happen.... for no rhyme or reason, i juz waited.... tears? no der were none to start wif, so, none to end too....  u see wat i've done, but nvr did u say anything like b4... so i juz contd wif wat i'm doing, pretending my world's still turning while urs were alredi miles away wif de new lease of life u've found, de new grounds u've been lookin for onli feared to enter before.... i think, my world's de one tt stopped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now, de situation is, u don even see anymore....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm sorry shldn't hav paste this on Pour fnwq, juz lack de courage to start Pour XXX incase, incase.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-111513554553806208?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/111513554553806208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=111513554553806208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111513554553806208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111513554553806208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/05/fm-beginning-to-now.html' title='fm beginning to now...'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-111504696939617666</id><published>2005-05-02T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T23:16:09.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a letter to my honeybunny sunny and more...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i think de office job is spoiling me too much... i totally forgot wat u feel like in the afternoon, sunny darling, and is recving punishment from u........sorry... pls forgive me, and i'll look at u once awhile from de office window okay?? pls stop de headache willya? it's not tt i'm in luv wif moon, juz tt she's a reflection of u and to remind me of urself, i look at her more den i shld.... now it seems tt i'm realy falling for her (i'm think i'm beginning my journey as a bi., honey) ... but... i still luv u, sunny dear so pls.... don be so angry....i noe ure easily irritated to see wat ppl r doin rite under ur nose (though i can nvr make out where issit since i don look at u for long....) so maybe ur sis cloudy can juz cover for u so tt u can relax behind her... but pls.... tame her though, we don wan her to still pee at her age.... or, was she crying over wind? coz he's not been ard for quite smtime to bring her on holis.... it makes her angry and start to throw her things ard esp. de lighting bolts u gav her.... and also, pls.... ask her not to shout too much and put on too thick a makeup.... i like her juz as fair as she always been.....sunny, com bak only after ure not too angry wif me ok? meanwhile, i'll juz stick wif moony and her frd stars. don worry abt me. i'll still com ard in de morns.... so, see ya ... but not too soon.....PS: ask after ur parents ,vault and ozone for me ya??? shall pay dem a visit wen i earn my first billion.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a cut fm multiply... still applies now . uall shld be grateful dat my honey's werkin overtime to keep u suckers warm ok? he's got no time for me now.... u get fresh smelling clothes nowadays.. and also, no matter how much u eat, it gets burn off easily thks to my sunny dear (not to mention de lost of appetite for fd wen its so warm..) think abot it hor, de moon's even hotter coz it burnt de sky black leh, my sunny dear didn't do it ok, it juz lights up ur life.... LIVE IT !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-111504696939617666?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/111504696939617666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=111504696939617666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111504696939617666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111504696939617666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/05/letter-to-my-honeybunny-sunny-and-more.html' title='a letter to my honeybunny sunny and more...'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-111501280155011020</id><published>2005-05-02T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T13:46:41.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kopi&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/640/aroma_coffee.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/aroma_coffee.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-111501280155011020?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/111501280155011020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=111501280155011020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111501280155011020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111501280155011020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/05/kopi.html' title=''/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-111501396792554144</id><published>2005-05-02T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T14:21:00.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>w'hich is worse or issit de same?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;wrote lots of rubbish here earlier on les and gays and other things.. lost in transit though... forgot wat i wrote... but now got new ques.... which is worse, havin a gd memo or a bad one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;i prefer a bad one, at least i recover faster den most... a gd memo onli get u ontop wen ure studyin but won get u anywhere in life, infact, will onli get u to cast in Les Miserables...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;so y think so much ? whether u thot of de past or think of de future, ure still thinkin too much, y waste de alredi depleting braincells, wen ure alredi lack of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;u feel better to see things being put together again no matter how ugly its becom? or wld u rather throw away de bits and buiy a new one, hopefully itd be de same or even better den de old one? onli to find tt u shldn't hav thrown away de bits at least u cld put it together again... BIG MISTAKE, big mistake, y did u hav to throw it away.... SEE? now u can't find de same or better one coz u kept thinking how gd de old one was..... WAKE UP! de old one's broken, it'd nvr be gd nomatter how gd ur glue is okay..... get another one, it might not be de same or better, at least its without flaws as yet... live wif it and u might find an angle u like abt de new one.. a thing can look so different wen lookin fm different angles like a simple cosmo flower, fm de top its round, fm bottom, its oval...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;square or rectangle, u decide, i prefer triangle.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-111501396792554144?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/111501396792554144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=111501396792554144' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I, look at the moon I see my crime,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you I lose my mind.&lt;br /&gt;It's something that I'm quite sure it's fine,&lt;br /&gt;Read my mind&lt;br /&gt;Time, I thought only time can kill the pain,&lt;br /&gt;Wash away all my sin remained,&lt;br /&gt;God knows how hard I've tried in vain Let it rain&lt;br /&gt;**If only someone can find that paradise,&lt;br /&gt;Where you and I can live and never die,&lt;br /&gt;If only love can find a place in our mind,&lt;br /&gt;Then you and I will never part,&lt;br /&gt;I only know that someday you'll read my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll know that I love you **&lt;br /&gt;The dawn is breaking and I can't see the light&lt;br /&gt;But I will not be frightened.&lt;br /&gt;I'll fight till the end Becaused of you...&lt;br /&gt;You've got to believe me, that it's true,&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll know that I love you  ========&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://forever.lesliecheung.cn/flash/htm/music-moonlight.htm"&gt;http://forever.lesliecheung.cn/flash/htm/music-moonlight.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen listen u'd like i think.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-111496890222980805?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/feeds/111496890222980805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12574501&amp;postID=111496890222980805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111496890222980805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12574501/posts/default/111496890222980805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pourfnwq.blogspot.com/2005/05/moonlight-express-leslie-cheung.html' title='moonlight express leslie cheung'/><author><name>TuahKangYaoXiu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05714511332652232189</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/5/5533/320/cosmo%20bottom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12574501.post-111496721492762642</id><published>2005-05-02T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T01:06:54.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>virgin blog....for dafy.... fm virgin hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;haizzz better make de first post dedicated to u though ure one of my many xiaolaopohs... but still have to respect u since ure one of my best lah kopiz kakis and chilli crab chef ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;actually still cannot make out wat's de diff. btw a journal and a blog.. prb like journal's tv prog. close shot... blog is like a play .. not close shot wide view so action muz big big ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;(noe y so many ... ... in my blog? coz DAFY KEPT DINGDONGING ME OVER MSN! hav to stop half way to answer her....nono dafy not shoutin at u hahahahaa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;decide to use a gay colour coz yesh.... i'm part of dem... sorry guys, another self-proclaim beauty beyond ur reach... but of coz, if ure a kimgu, and looks like either wonbin, luojialiang,aaron kwok, toshiaki, muchun, thomas ong, (hmmmm can onli think of these ppl for now) i will convert my sexuality for u. don be flattered though... this can onli last as long as ur $$ and gd looks last...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;wat i write on my blog r probably de essence i get fm lyrics.. like it or not ... don like den don read lar! nobody paying u to read all these rubbish wat.... its ur life its ur choice to waste time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and pls, since its reflected fm lyrics, and coincidentally most lyrics are abt love love, i can't help it to write as if i'm in luv out of luv or watever... if i am i will tell u if i noe u.... and if i donnoe u, U WANNA NOE SO MUCH FOR WAT? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ok sorry shld keep my cool.... my principle: keep cool, stay calm, be sweet (only, due to de over growing male hormones, sweet is quite out of ques..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;got time den drop by no time no nd to drop by, got time don drop by also nvr mind u happy , i song can liaoz life shld be like tt....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12574501-111496721492762642?l=pourfnwq.blogspot.com' alt='' 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