<?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-34119852</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:00:45.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.....Life, Love, Dreams....</title><subtitle type='html'>this Blog is specially set up for all friends... to you guys know me better.. know my life and dreams that i am awaiting to accomplish within the next few years..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dreamy-kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00631773215595754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34119852.post-8425560750514874493</id><published>2007-06-16T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T21:35:43.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a long long time since i last blog.  Alot of stuffs have happened that makes me no mood to blog.. but now i am getting better then before.. Have start working a new firm.. my company is dealing with recruitment.. so far the job is not bad oni that the stress level is quite high.. sales quota are sat aside for me to hit within this 3 mths. And if i can manage to do that i will be confimed in no time.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for relationship with boyfriend has been good so far.. looking back now, we have been together for close to 7 mths .. initially i still thk that we would not last so long. Come to thk of it, i thk i am very happy about it.. Hmm.. hopefully things will continue to be good for us..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34119852-8425560750514874493?l=dreamy-kris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/8425560750514874493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34119852&amp;postID=8425560750514874493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/8425560750514874493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/8425560750514874493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-been-long-long-time-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>dreamy-kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00631773215595754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34119852.post-6399738235202774850</id><published>2007-04-23T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T12:26:45.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have been very slack lately.. super low morale... simply no mood to do anything... feel like things are not getting on the right track... sianz.... need to really start to really start to plan my life again... cant simply move around with no direction... have been sticking around with dear alot of days... ever since that problem... but since everything is normal le... i thk i shd move on and lead my life again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34119852-6399738235202774850?l=dreamy-kris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/6399738235202774850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34119852&amp;postID=6399738235202774850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/6399738235202774850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/6399738235202774850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/2007/04/have-been-very-slack-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>dreamy-kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00631773215595754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34119852.post-8491848304995095900</id><published>2007-03-30T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T01:51:41.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is bored man... Burden is on me again... shit man... dad is out of job again...  asking me to contribute $$ to the household.. will be giving home $$ nx mth... xian...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34119852-8491848304995095900?l=dreamy-kris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/8491848304995095900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34119852&amp;postID=8491848304995095900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/8491848304995095900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/8491848304995095900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/2007/03/life-is-bored-man.html' title=''/><author><name>dreamy-kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00631773215595754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34119852.post-2105397184022168509</id><published>2007-03-15T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T00:29:25.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/82D6Q4QT3dM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/82D6Q4QT3dM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34119852-2105397184022168509?l=dreamy-kris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/2105397184022168509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34119852&amp;postID=2105397184022168509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/2105397184022168509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/2105397184022168509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>dreamy-kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00631773215595754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34119852.post-8884176029689363404</id><published>2007-03-11T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T02:07:24.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The first sat i didn't go out with dear... every week usually we will spend our satursday together. But, this week i didn't. Quite surprising that i did not go out with him, cos usually i will do that. Then ended up sleeping over at his house. Hmm, guess, i have been very grow sick and tired of the clubbing lifestyle that we led... Actually just now i wanted to tag along... But after much consideration i decided to come back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually upon reaching home, i feel so upset, cos i tot he will call me and check if i have reach home safely, but he didn't... so i msg him and told him y u just cant be bother if i have reached home le.. den, irritatingly he told me say that i noe u should have reach home le.. freak man... but at least u should check if i have reach home safely... wa lau.. u can play and club.. u have forgotten about me le lah... kuku u ... me still thking of setting our photos as the background of my blog... guess should have remove them.. sianzzz.... haizzz.. gonna slp liao cos tml still have to teach...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34119852-8884176029689363404?l=dreamy-kris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/8884176029689363404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34119852&amp;postID=8884176029689363404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/8884176029689363404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/8884176029689363404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/2007/03/first-sat-i-didnt-go-out-with-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>dreamy-kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00631773215595754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34119852.post-5093025791347168240</id><published>2007-03-10T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T15:43:58.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Slagging at home like nobody business... Now waiting for alvin to  come over then i go and tutor him Maths.. so Sianzz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34119852-5093025791347168240?l=dreamy-kris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/5093025791347168240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34119852&amp;postID=5093025791347168240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/5093025791347168240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/5093025791347168240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/2007/03/slagging-at-home-like-nobody-business.html' title=''/><author><name>dreamy-kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00631773215595754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34119852.post-8023233785629545852</id><published>2007-03-05T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T02:21:20.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have been very slack lately... have not been performing well for tuition... i thk that's is very irresponsible of me.. need to brace myself and begin to cheong again man... Lately have been spending alot of time with Dear... For the past two weeks i have been staying over at his place like for 3 to 4 times per week ar.. guess i shouldn't have done so... hmmm cos i feel that later his dad might think that i do not have a home to return to.. will refrain myself from doing so.. i think for next 2 weeks i would be going over to his place so frequently cos have to work and all.. so have to keep myself dicipline to so that i can perform better.. maybe i will oni stay over at his place only on sunday nites and for sat i cant cos i will end up missing all my tuition on sunday... so kristin u better mind what u are doin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34119852-8023233785629545852?l=dreamy-kris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/8023233785629545852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34119852&amp;postID=8023233785629545852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/8023233785629545852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/8023233785629545852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/2007/03/have-been-very-slack-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>dreamy-kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00631773215595754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34119852.post-3597991058260192672</id><published>2007-03-03T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T18:25:25.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams are finally over le so happy ar... Finally can do wat i like le.. this few days my poor face has been suffering from outbreak.. so sad man.. have bought alot mask home.. hopefully those mask that i have bought will have to ease all these irritating pimple man... dar oso says that my face condition is not getting any better.. hmm.. wonder what when wrong ar... pimple ar pimple would u pls leave me alone.. it is irritaing do u noe dat.. haha =)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm later will be meeting darling to go to his auntie place for dinner.. maybe after that we will catch a late movie before we head back home.. hmm.. actually feeling rather at ease back home after cheonging so many nites for my paper.. but no choice la... i noe that next week i wun have enuff time to accompany my that old man liao... so this weekend shall try to spend more time with him to compensate what will be lost next week.. i am sort of getting very used to see him everyday..like lately becos of my examination we meet lesser.. but i guess that doesn't really affect us that much... i feel that we are so much better then before.. i really pray that we continue to be like this.. cos i am really comfortable with him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today jenny asked me, maybe i should bring him home and let my daddy see him so that my dad will be not be so worried whenever i stay out late... but... he don't seems that serious leh... like abit dong dong he like that.. like that how to bring home.. bring home surely kana nag de.. dun wna go thru that la... hmm... but what if i poach the qn and asked him if he wants to meet my dad.. i believe that my dad will be intrested who i hang out with even thou he displays that he dun care... but i am certain he does care about my well-being.. espsecially losing me for so long... hmmm but will my dar wants to see my dad.. i have always have the perception that once i bring that man home that means that guy will be some one i wish to settle down with.. but now i dun thk i wna settle down with him and doubt he wants too... hmm so maybe i should drop this idea of bringing home till i feel that is the rite time... hmmm...k lah have to chaozzz le.. have to doll myself up and ready to leave home...BYB.."."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34119852-3597991058260192672?l=dreamy-kris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/3597991058260192672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34119852&amp;postID=3597991058260192672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/3597991058260192672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/3597991058260192672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/2007/03/exams-are-finally-over-le-so-happy-ar.html' title=''/><author><name>dreamy-kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00631773215595754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34119852.post-7876868661257118166</id><published>2007-02-22T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T01:07:19.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams are around the corner already. But i don't seems to be prepared enough... so scare that i might fail this semester again... dun wish repeat any of them in next semester.. hmm how... really have to buck up liao... will be meeting brian tomorrow to study.. hopefully can do something good tomorrow.. cos it's really time for revision soon. i don't why i am so slag nowadays, i used to be very discipline and really will do my own work.. now i feel that i am so lack of time management... sometimes is not that time is not enough.. but i feel that i feel to use them properly.. maybe from tomorrow onwards i should draw a more detailed time table and disciple myself well enough to follow it tightly... hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year CNY i spent it M'sia... but it wasn't a very pleasant one.. i tot it will be good but it turned out to be so unplesant.. though the company of my relative was good but alot nagging is inevitable... tongue wagged and wagged.. people still will gossip saying that i didn't change well enough, but i feel that i have changed a lot... in terms of character and way of thking i thk i am so much better then before... xian.. i told my auntie about it.. my auntie told me not to be too upset over what people has said about me.. they are in no position to judge if i have change anot.. she has seen the changes in me.. asked not to get so bother.. what people want to say we cant control them cos is their mouth.. it's rather true.. but sometime when tongue start to wag ... it really affect me greatly .... sian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall the trip is not that bad lah.. but i just cant stand the nagging part oni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent alot of time with my cousin, yi fang, went alot of places to find food... do u know that i have been eating non-stop for the 2 days i am that.. haha.. dear says that i must have put on 5kg le.. shit him man.. that is too much man.. but frankly speaking i don't know why i have been putting some pounds man... wat happened ar.. i thk from tml onwards i have to be more discipline and start exercise.. if not i surely become some dumb fat lady .. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout the two days, though i am not in singapore.... me and dear also constantly talk to each other ... actually to be honest i do miss him quite abit.. don't why also.. but i can say that he is much more better than before.. last time was like so bad.. but thank god he is better now.. if not i thk i also won't survive this 2 mths with him... hopefully things will continue to work for us..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34119852-7876868661257118166?l=dreamy-kris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/7876868661257118166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34119852&amp;postID=7876868661257118166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/7876868661257118166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/7876868661257118166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/2007/02/exams-are-around-corner-already.html' title=''/><author><name>dreamy-kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00631773215595754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34119852.post-8835174420502864969</id><published>2007-02-16T17:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T03:52:02.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>edeon's b'day</title><content type='html'>we had so much fun....on edeon's bird day... we went swissotel to have high tea... shopping and last but not least party at DB O... chill man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="430" height="389" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s152.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid152.photobucket.com/albums/s190/bokris/MOV00364.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=55871321" quality="high" wmode="transparent" width="426" height="320" flashvars="appWidth=325&amp;appHeight=244" name="slideshowpreview" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com?type=slideshow&amp;refid=55871321"&gt;&lt;img title="RockYou slideshow" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/logo-mini.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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Nothing special that day. We went to cystal jade kitchen to had our dinner den we off for a movie. Actully i tot of doing something special that day, but no choice i had to give tuition till pretty late at about 8pm then i knock off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watch The protege that day. it wasn't a great movie. But anyway is the company that counts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34119852-1841609332571816817?l=dreamy-kris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/1841609332571816817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34119852&amp;postID=1841609332571816817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/1841609332571816817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/1841609332571816817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>dreamy-kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00631773215595754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34119852.post-1766719479091774612</id><published>2007-02-07T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T15:42:36.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jeni wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=53750683" quality="high" wmode="transparent" width="426" height="320" flashvars="appWidth=325&amp;appHeight=244" name="slideshowpreview" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com?type=slideshow&amp;refid=53750683"&gt;&lt;img 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home and rot the entire day... but cant leh cos have to give tuition during the evening... haiyaz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34119852-5477750007413977209?l=dreamy-kris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/5477750007413977209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34119852&amp;postID=5477750007413977209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/5477750007413977209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/5477750007413977209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-am-sick.html' title='I am sick'/><author><name>dreamy-kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00631773215595754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34119852.post-8707753272807242588</id><published>2007-01-23T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T03:21:35.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>getting better i supposed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I guess me and eugene are getting better... we no longer play hide and seek le.. pretty happy with him at the moment.. hoping that we will get better each day.. he is not bad afterall but he club too much only.. hopefully one day he will learn to settle down bah.. haha.. what i am thking mah.. this few days we have been seeing each other almost everyday.. something to be happy .. like ytd i actully din expect that he will msg me so puctually.. cos beforehand i told him that i will finish my tuition at 7.30.. and at 7.30 sharp he msg me asked me have i knocked of le mah.. then i told him yup.. den he asked me if i want to come over to his place and have dinner together.. hmm..in the past where got like that de.. he will not even bother ask lor.. but now he will bother do so.. hmm so can i conclude that he has changed for the better.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hmm...too bad i was stuck at the salon.. he has to wait huh.. i told him.. den he waited for me for 3 hrs.. haha.. quite good lah.. last time where got like that.. now if i tell him i will look for him later.. if i never go he will question.. and if he says he reach home call me... he will at least call.. last time over his dead body man.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but ultimately i am reali happy with him.. reali wor..&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/34119852-8707753272807242588?l=dreamy-kris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/8707753272807242588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34119852&amp;postID=8707753272807242588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/8707753272807242588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/8707753272807242588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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together.. but wondering if things will work out better for us</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me and eugene are back together.. wondering if things will work out better for us. I am praying that things will be better for us this time round.. cos dun wana end up in emotional war again.. that feeling is damm sianz man..but so far things have been getting on well for us .. though we seldom meet up with each other that often but at least when we meet up with each other the feeling is better.. he not that cold le.. hmm... i know he is not type of guy ready for commitment.. so let see and wait till he is ready...&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/34119852-2362347315312988522?l=dreamy-kris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/2362347315312988522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34119852&amp;postID=2362347315312988522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/2362347315312988522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/2362347315312988522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/2007/01/back-together-but-wondering-if-things.html' title='back together.. but wondering if things will work out better for us'/><author><name>dreamy-kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00631773215595754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34119852.post-7775296454772545480</id><published>2006-12-23T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T03:18:17.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat an embarrassing nite...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;what an embarrassing nite is was ytd... when pubbing with a few friends at O bar.. Guess what i am freaking drunk ytd. Too drunk to move and even to talk. Guess i am going through alot of emotional war. On apperance i might have been seen as a very jovious girl, But deep down i know i am struggling badly on alot of stuffs. Family wise, financial as well as work and studies. Sort of getting sick of the life i am leading now. I wish to break through it, but i cant. Too much stuffs are involved, i wish i could go back to where i started when i was first out. Things were better off  then. Not because that time i had a fantastic BF. But because this are not so complicating as now. Haizzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Guess ytd when i was drunk, i scared off alot people. My close friend as well as stephen. Stephen came all the way to O bar to pick me off... Yet because of his car is not around, parked at central mall. I didn't leave with him cos i am too drunk to move... i sat down outside O bar, with ah man... Puking and all... That scene was terrible man.. i wish i could reverse the clock... N i told myself that i would not be drinking so much man... i will reduce the intake... haizzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34119852-7775296454772545480?l=dreamy-kris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/7775296454772545480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34119852&amp;postID=7775296454772545480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/7775296454772545480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/7775296454772545480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/2006/12/wat-embarrassing-nite.html' title='Wat an embarrassing nite...'/><author><name>dreamy-kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00631773215595754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34119852.post-1456580507359303709</id><published>2006-12-09T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T03:23:38.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:78%;" &gt;it's been so long since i last blog... cos have been very busy with my life. Recently have started to go back and work. It's really tiring man. cos the hotel have been running on Full House basis since the day i went  back. It's really a damm sian thing when the hotel is running full house. Cos we will face hallenges such as not enough room to sell. Haiz... Actually i am in the midst of deciding to leave the company, cos i am unable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:78%;" &gt;to take any of the stress from the work. Alot of time i really wish to give up. But looking at my current financial status i really cant do that cos i have too much things to support le. alone my bills i have to standby more then 250 to ensure that i dun run into debts. Haiz... Reali feel so sick and tired of the have money today no money the other day that kind of life le. Currently i am looking at going into tuition line. being a full-pledged tutor. Then after i have enuf student too cover my expenses and everything i will then quit my swissotel job.. I need  more tuition kid now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:78%;" &gt;Love life wise... As usual still unattached... have been going unattached for quite awhile le... thou i have alot of nice guys around me, they realli catch my attention at all. I guess there is oni one guy that i am intrested in... we have known each other not long,  initially we were like strangers. But after a few sessions doing event together, and late nites  out. I feel that i begin to like him. People around us also says that he likes me. But what i feel that he really likes me he will call me regularly and ask me out more often. But he don't seems to be doing that leh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;font-size:78%;" &gt;In the past yes lah, but lately dun have le... Everything seems to have stopped...  and i  thk i will slowly stopped like him cos of all the things he has said to a friend of ours.. i thk remains as good friend is better... no commitment... no string attached.. thou i still like him, i will still try to avoid him as much as i would like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34119852-1456580507359303709?l=dreamy-kris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/1456580507359303709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34119852&amp;postID=1456580507359303709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/1456580507359303709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/1456580507359303709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-been-so-long-since-i-last-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>dreamy-kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00631773215595754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34119852.post-924539887678643233</id><published>2006-11-22T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T03:24:33.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;It's being so long since i last blog, guess i have been very busy lately. Busy with work and studies as well...Examinations are around the corner. But i have not done much preparation, Duno why i dun really have the mood to study. probably due to the things that are happening around me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;Me and Eugene finally broke off after some emotional war. I was sad initially, but i told myself i have to learn to be strong and carry on with my life. No point holding onto something that will hurt me. We started off as very good friends, hence i really tot that things will work better for us. i am totally wrong for that. cos things actually went the other way round. i tried convincing myself  to give him some more time to adjust to the new relationship...but will things become better.. No...things din improved at all.. after much consideraton, i decided to tell him that we shouldn't cont anymore, i thk when we are friends we are better.. we call each other more often and more care and concern is shown towards each other. but when are boy girl friends the amount of talking is so little till sometime i cant help but to find it pathetic...haizzz...Maybe sometimes when both party are really good friends it's best that we maintian the relationship instead of advancing it... cos we when are emotionally attched to each other more hurts will be involved... instead of building up the friendship maybe you will end up ruining it....anyway we are finished.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;kristin time to move on okay... now i am glad that we are friends again, at least no string is attached anymore, less emotions will be involved. No more sad, no more tears...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34119852-924539887678643233?l=dreamy-kris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/924539887678643233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34119852&amp;postID=924539887678643233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/924539887678643233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/924539887678643233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/2006/11/end.html' title='the end'/><author><name>dreamy-kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00631773215595754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34119852.post-7281979160740332779</id><published>2006-11-04T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T14:10:23.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things seems to be getting more and more worse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The relationship between me and him seems to be remaining &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stagnant&lt;/span&gt;... feeling so tired of it... status is all we have but not a single feeling that we once shared. I wish we could move back to the starting point that we have started off with.. Good friends i mean... but i guess things will be impossible .. cos there is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;crack&lt;/span&gt; in our friendship le.. I wish things would get better.. we could talk like we once used to be.. play and joke like  in the past... but that seems so far... and almost impossible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i wish to call him and talk about it but i have to courage to do so... afraid of the consequences that i might have to face..i don't wana see us in confrontation.. but... we do really have the need to sort things out...how.. what shd i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34119852-7281979160740332779?l=dreamy-kris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/7281979160740332779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34119852&amp;postID=7281979160740332779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/7281979160740332779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/7281979160740332779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/2006/11/things-seems-to-be-getting-more-and.html' title='things seems to be getting more and more worse'/><author><name>dreamy-kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00631773215595754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34119852.post-6781897979312710739</id><published>2006-10-31T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T02:23:39.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My tots... my emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;暧昧让人受尽委屈&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;找不到相爱的证据&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;何时该前进何时该放弃连拥抱都没有勇气&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;暧昧让人变得贪心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;直到等待失去意义&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;无奈我和你写不出结局放遗憾的美丽&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;只能陪你到这里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;毕竟有些事不可以&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;超过了友情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;还不到爱情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;远方就要下雨的风景&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;到底该不该哭泣&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;想太多是我还想你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;我很不服气&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;也开始怀疑眼前的人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;是不是同一个真实的你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;暧昧让人受尽委屈&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;找不到相爱的证据&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;何时该前进何时该放弃&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;连拥抱都没有勇气&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;暧昧让人变得贪心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;直到等待失去意义&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;无奈我和你写不出结局&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;放遗憾的美丽停在这里&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34119852-6781897979312710739?l=dreamy-kris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/6781897979312710739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34119852&amp;postID=6781897979312710739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/6781897979312710739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/6781897979312710739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-tots-my-emotions.html' title='My tots... my emotions'/><author><name>dreamy-kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00631773215595754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34119852.post-7639242975166694112</id><published>2006-10-31T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T11:08:52.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad and Sad.. what's the world becoming man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I feel so sad as well as cheated today.. I duno how to express my feelings.. But i really feel bad and hurt deep inside me.. Recently i had a new boyfriend. Newfound love i suppose. I thought this relationship would go on well. But sad to note that i am wrong. I guess it was a mistake. We started off three days ago. Initially before we became boy girl friend, we are considered very good friends. We chat almost everyday and meet up rather often to go out. Things went very well for us i suppose. I begin to like him as time goes by. Actually i din tot of us getting together cos he is definately not the guy i am looking for. In terms of boyfriend i am looking at someone who is much more settle down, though i am still very young and still have many other options. but deep within me i longed for a stable relationship. but he is definately not. Cos he likes to cheong alot and oso drinks almost everyday. Hmm, nv imagine that i would ever fall  for such guys. i know that he is definately not willing to change because of me cos all those are his die-hard habits. But i am willing to accomodate to it. But, his hu leng hu re attitude really piss me off. Maybe because in my past relationship i didn't ever encounter such guys before. The guys that i am previously with are all guys that would at least show minimum concern and love unlike him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Just now after we had our dinner, i went home on my own while i am in the cab i msg him. I asked him do you treat all your gf in this type of manner. He replied yup. I am very sad after i saw, as i also expected that he will also treat me the same manner de. i didn't know whatelse to say, so i decided not to reply. He msg me again, this time he said he has to tell me something, he asked me don't put so much feelings on him, cos i should know what type of guy he is. And, he said that he is telling me all these because i am his sister's friends. Sad.. i came to the extent i didn't know how to react to it. I knew i had fall in love with him.. But.. i replied his msg and told him.. so what are you trying to tell me.. dun beat ard the bush.. come straight to the point.. i am well-prepared that he would say nasty things. But he didn't he told me nothing lah, he is just afraid that if anything happened to us, i will have hard feelings against his sister.. i really duno wat to expect anymore from him.. i din want to reply his msg.. all i wanted to do is to lie on my bed and cry.. he msg me again... and said that he wanted to sleep.. hmmm... sleep you still have the mood to sleep.. i damm upset le lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;After sometime, he msg me again cos i still insisted not replying his msg.. he asked if i am angry.. i am not angry but upset.. DUMB MAN... he called me but i didn't answer cos i really duno wat to tell him.. wat should i say.. when you have already say such hurtful stuffs... NOTHING TO SAY LE LAH.. u noe what this man asked me... he asked me what happened.. n carried on saying i also told my ex-girlfriend the same thing.. why i am angry...did he say anything wrong. I replied and said i just need sometime to digest what you have just told me, shall we talk tomorrow. He aplogised for what he had just said. He says he didn't want to lie to me cos he is afriad that i might get hurt.. But doesn't mean he doesn't likes me.. WHAT THE HELL IS THAT lah.. is contridicting when you say all these things lah... first you say dun put so much feelings on you, then you say what.. you are casting more confusion to the realtionship. i told him that i really need time to cool off my emotions, i really don't wish to talk about it anymore.. can we talk tomorrow.. i told him to go and sleep.. i wondered if he can sleep peacefully, while i am so upset..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Half of my heart is so cold towards our relationship. i really don't know what else to expect from this relationship le.. so half-hearted to carry on le. i know i like him very much but i question myself how long can i tolerate his coldness. sometimes so nice sometime so nasty.. driving me nuts lah.. i really duno wat should i do tml when he call.. should i answer his call or should i not... cos i really donoe whatelse to say to him.. should i continue on with the relationsip[p or should i not... if i continue it, will our love blossom or will it wilter... i asked myself if we are no longer together then will we till go back once we are.. can we still remain as good friends... i really don't dare to think&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34119852-7639242975166694112?l=dreamy-kris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/7639242975166694112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34119852&amp;postID=7639242975166694112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/7639242975166694112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/7639242975166694112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/2006/10/sad-and-sad-whats-world-becoming-man.html' title='Sad and Sad.. what&apos;s the world becoming man'/><author><name>dreamy-kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00631773215595754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34119852.post-1896904686206570022</id><published>2006-10-25T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T02:54:01.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My b'day part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;On the 17th of october, din  really went out and celebate my b'day.. Went out with Eugene on that day. He called me on that day telling me that his colleague also having the same birth date as me..asking me  if i am joining him... But guess what his friend, Rendy is like 24 years old then me lah.. Both of us was kanna cheated we went to a ktv pub at pasir panjang, still thought it could be some nice cosy place.. argh... it's uncle pub lah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;on my god.. on my 21st b'say i am with some dumd kuku uncle lah.. i told him that i will never forget my 21st b'day. It's not because i am with him but is because i am spending that night with some uncle. Can you imagine the place having alot of ah tiong, and the uncles are singing some old hokkien songs at their top of thier voice.. shit, the thought of it make me laugh again.. But luckily his friends are fun lah, if not i will be bored to death. Initially when i went there i don't even drink at all..cos you see uncle always drink martell with hot water or cold water.. bUt then youngster always will drink it with green tea... Eugene ask me why i din drink at all.. then i say huh..mixing it with water really taste bad...then i told him if have green tea, i will definately drink de.. i asked to go check out if there is any green tea in the pub.. Luckily, they have lah, if not i will suffer to death if i have to drink it with water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun say ar, these people can really drink lah.. Guess how much they have drink. By the time me and eugene go back they have already finish about 3 bottles of martell.. really scary lah.. really cannot imagine myself joining them for drinks in the future surely die very fast de..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene, quite nice lah, send me home after that.. wa cow, sometimes i see the amount he drink i am really scared cos i duno when my xiao ming bu bao.. aniwae.. shall continue more about me and him in my nx posting.... that's all for 2day.. will continue b'day 3 tml...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34119852-1896904686206570022?l=dreamy-kris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/1896904686206570022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34119852&amp;postID=1896904686206570022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/1896904686206570022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/1896904686206570022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-bday-part-2.html' title='My b&apos;day part 2'/><author><name>dreamy-kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00631773215595754383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34119852.post-9165256780578551067</id><published>2006-10-23T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T02:39:36.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My birthday celebration started way back since 14 of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;October&lt;/span&gt;...Actually my intention wasn't to celebrate on that day.. but i am left with not much alternative cos i have to work on that fateful day... **Sob plus sob**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably i should start of with how did i celebrate my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;B'day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. on 14 of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;October&lt;/span&gt;.. a group of us( 6 girls.. purely girls outing) went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Papi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a cosy Italian restaurant at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mohammad&lt;/span&gt; sultan road, super nice restaurant, serve nice pasta, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;oso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the service is good man.. If u guys have the chance should go there to eat.. i bet u guys will love it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, so who went for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;celebration&lt;/span&gt;. Kitty, man man, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Edeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Jenny, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;mei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;swee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/172/4165/200/DSC00041.jpg" width="519" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My dearest friends&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed ourselves very much under the beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ambiance&lt;/span&gt; and. Chit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;chatting&lt;/span&gt;, catching up was what we wanted to do. Cos everyone of us is always so busy with our daily life till we don't have much time to meet up. Hence, sometime a mini celebration like mine would serve great purpose man.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Aha&lt;/span&gt;.. Let's take a look at some of the pictures before i carry on with my stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/172/4165/1600/My%20pic021.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/172/4165/200/My%20pic021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/172/4165/1600/DSC00040.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/172/4165/200/DSC00040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/172/4165/1600/DSC00036.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/172/4165/200/DSC00036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/172/4165/1600/DSC00037.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/172/4165/200/DSC00037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/172/4165/1600/DSC00038.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/172/4165/200/DSC00038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/172/4165/1600/DSC00031.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/172/4165/200/DSC00031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hey's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;b'day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; card... nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... check that out... dun ask mi why i love my friend so much looking at how much they have done for me should explain why...&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner, here come my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;b'day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; card... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; black forest ice cream cake from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Swesen's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt;... Isn't that sinful.. Chocolate... My Fave.. i am Dying man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/172/4165/1600/14102006024.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/172/4165/200/14102006024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/172/4165/1600/14102006016.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/172/4165/200/14102006016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cow, the cake is super delicious man... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/172/4165/1600/DSC00042.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/172/4165/200/DSC00042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/172/4165/1600/Kristin%20n%20ah%20man%20at%20papi.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/172/4165/200/Kristin%20n%20ah%20man%20at%20papi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time went by very fast.. soon we finished our dinner... after much discussion we decided to stroll down to MOS to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;cheong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cow you know what happened... I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;thk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; after hearing my stories you will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; laugh till your jaws drop man... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! i forget to bring my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;IC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; out man.. Upon at the entrance of MOS, I am required to surrender my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;IC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for verification.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Damm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it, how could i be so careless and leave my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; card at home.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Haiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, this is not the worse part.. Worse part.. (i guess i didn't mention before that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Edeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pregent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. she is now in her last trimester, anytime from next month she will be giving birth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. ) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. You know what the bouncer say to her.. are you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pregent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. her stomach so huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, can't they tell that she is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pregent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; instead of asking some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sum dumb &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kuku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Qn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... we burst into laughter when we heard the bouncer saying to her that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pregent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ladies are not allowed to enter the club.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;whahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Luckily it was still pretty early, so there wasn't any people at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;quene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. if not we will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;damm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Making a u-turn back to central mall.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. we disturb her in the cab, saying that "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;haiya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, no body wants you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;oni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; blue liquid will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;rong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;xia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. " she refuted back, you guys wait after i giving birth i will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;cheong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and drink..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;edeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wait &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) Better dun let her see that i am saying about her if not she will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;surely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kill me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Blue liquid.. our comfort zone.. fun was all i could say.. enjoyed.. drinking.. and nearly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; become drunk due to them.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;martell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... vodka orange.. hoe garden.. and poor me i am down with flu and headache.. yet they still want to disturb me.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Pls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, give me a chance to live....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shall continue part II &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tml&lt;/span&gt;, super tired &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;.. lots to come by..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34119852-9165256780578551067?l=dreamy-kris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/9165256780578551067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34119852&amp;postID=9165256780578551067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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lately.. i am so tired every day.. i feel so sick and tired of the life i am leading right now.. ya thou it can be very fulfiling, but wad do get in respect.. nothing... i earn more and spend more now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entire month i have been working everyday..But, sad to note that my bank doesn't even have money.. most of my money, either go to the bills and recently i bought a new Hp.. thou it might be a dream phone of mine.. after buying i feel quite regret.. cos i feel that the amount of money i spend on the phone could have been put into good use... haiz... wad's done cant be undone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34119852-4429202723593582838?l=dreamy-kris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/4429202723593582838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34119852.post-1097846793754104146</id><published>2006-09-17T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T00:53:00.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Day....</title><content type='html'>hmm today everything went pretty on smoothly.. in the morning went over to Edeon's place for lunch.. cos she says she will cook for us.. if was a fruitful meal, cos it was like a mini gathering for us--- jenny, kitty and her.. had alot of fun joking around, chit chating... FUN.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i reported for work at about 1.30...hmm, today weren't that bad.. hotel was not really busy... so wasn't that stress.. but i am looking forward for the IMF to finish, cos the screening part is reali irritating. so many machine to go thru... haiz.. faster finish...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34119852-1097846793754104146?l=dreamy-kris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamy-kris.blogspot.com/feeds/1097846793754104146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34119852&amp;postID=1097846793754104146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34119852/posts/default/1097846793754104146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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of money.. actually i also dunno why i am working so hard.. probably is becos my 21st b'dae is coming le, and i wish to get something for myself... actuali i tot of getting myself a chalet to celebrate, but after much consideration i realised that i will spend alot. it's super expensive to set up a chalet for celebration lah... hmm so wad shd i do.. aniwae i have aldy had sth on mind le.. i am going to buy myself a k800 to pamper myself.. thou buying that phone is more expensive...than getting a chalet.. but i have aldy made up my mind le.. heehee.. gona pamper myself with k800... whaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa cow, my results r coming out le..damm stress lah...... wondering how would i fare for my examinations... hmm... wad if i fail, that's means i will be sitting for the supp papers lah.. arghh.. really hope such things wouldn't befall on me.. if not i thk i will die.. arghh.. help me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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