<?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-8296587</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:08:20.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>infinite personal affair</title><subtitle type='html'>It took me two weeks to realize what a bastard you are, and I need years to cement that realization. I’m a big boy now, and not susceptible to your abundant charms. Now, take your hands off me and get lost.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8296587.post-113806626092976547</id><published>2006-01-24T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T09:31:49.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presents from Wan Yu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My gal gave me a big surprise last night, gave me 3 very thoughtfull presents.. A red t-shirt, my fav menhealth magazine and cny new year card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She manage to keep it all quiet during the supper and the trip home. only reach her blk and just before i going to sent her up that she bring all the gifts. the first time, i experiance the goodness of begins someone's boyfriend. the feelings very wow, so hard to describe, nevertheless, it is just too sweet. hehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also trying to find time to buy cny's goodies to bring up for her parent. have brought the "ba gua". just going to get more stuff for topping up to look more presentable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY is upcoming with less than 5 days, i'm so excited as will be my first spending the important festive holiday with my love. will be bringing her to visit my grandparents and relatives, yippy, can't imgaine what fun it will be. can't wait any longer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-113806626092976547?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/113806626092976547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=113806626092976547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/113806626092976547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/113806626092976547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2006/01/presents-from-wan-yu.html' title='Presents from Wan Yu'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-113556432991177301</id><published>2005-12-25T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T11:13:59.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie - The Chronicles Of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch And The Wardrobe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Date      : 241205&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event     : movie - The Chronicles Of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch And The Wardrobe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue     : gv marina&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People    : wan yu and dolph&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seat      : hall 6, roll 5, seat 06 &amp; 07&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time      : 1845&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duration  : 130min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.S. Lewis' timeless adventure THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA: THE LION, THE WITCH AND THE WARDROBE follows the exploits of the four Pevensie siblings - Lucy, Edmund, Susan and Peter - in World War II England who enter the world of Narnia through a magical wardrobe while playing a game of 'hide-and-seek' in the rural country home of an elderly professor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there, the children discover a charming, peaceful land inhabited by talking beasts, dwarfs, fauns, centaurs and giants that has become a world cursed to eternal winter by the evil White Witch, Jadis. Under the guidance of a noble and mystical ruler, the lion Aslan, the children fight to overcome the White Witch's powerful hold over Narnia in a spectacular, climactic battle that will free Narnia from Jadis' icy spell forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/dolphbox/Movie%20Posters/narnia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, we smuggle in cookie and other stuffs in this time, hehehe first time watch the movie at gv marina. the movie was really clear, should be the effect of watching Digital. the movie was all too good, i like it very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is my first spending christmas with a girlfriend, but yet we spend the countdown in the cab. hohoho, merry christmas folks.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another overnight with her at my house. this time, my sis also brought someone over for the night. they're such a pig, wake up so late, we still need to buy breakfast for them. still call herself a elder sister. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really enjoy all the moments with her. looking forword to bring her to my grandparent's place. is that too early? i don't know, hope all can last.*pray* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-113556432991177301?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/113556432991177301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=113556432991177301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/113556432991177301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/113556432991177301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/12/movie-chronicles-of-narnia-lion-witch.html' title='Movie - The Chronicles Of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch And The Wardrobe'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-113461648031667180</id><published>2005-12-17T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T12:48:53.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Wanyu's CIBTC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Finally, the end of wanyu's cibtc. more than two weeks of torture for me, as we wouldn't spend more time together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All was over, as wee chong and i attend her passing out parade today. her proudest monemt, is when she enlisted my help to put on the cadet inspector rank on her shoulder. it was that moment, her two weeks plus plus of committment had finally pay off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was late, luckily i was there before the "rank putting" ceremony. Attending her passing out parade, reminded me of my own pop years back in 1999. It was such a simple affair back then, with only a indoor cert presentation for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/dolphbox/pop1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/dolphbox/pop2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/dolphbox/pop3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to wee chong that i can have all the wonderfull photos for my future memories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-113461648031667180?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/113461648031667180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=113461648031667180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/113461648031667180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/113461648031667180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/12/end-of-wanyus-cibtc.html' title='End of Wanyu&apos;s CIBTC'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-113461660002890491</id><published>2005-12-12T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T11:13:35.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Throatly Feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"It's actually a good thing. To fall really sick. Every now and then."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to confess. I did previously mention that I wished that I too, had the luxury of falling really sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unglamourously unwell with a slight fever and an increasingly irritating imflamming of throat that's bound to evolve into something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlucky me, it turn out to be throat ucler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ALWAYS get these kinda wishes quite promptly granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rollz my eyez*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here in front of the PC, I can't help feeling crappier than last morning when I awoke to find my hands covered with rashes that made me look like I had some strange skin disease and unable to talk due to the pain around the throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This obviously wasn't quite the way I'd wanted to be sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be able to rest snugly in bed, and have someone watch over me as I sleep. Someone who would cook delicious-smelling soup and sit by me as I drink it. (Don't quite fancy the idea of being fed spoon by spoon though. Too much of a cynic for that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who would give me that long hug I so desire right now. Someone who would stroke me on my head gently till I fall asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, since I can't help feeling sick and grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might as well stay in bed and finish up my novels. 2 book in fact, eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's no longer a question of staying healthy. It's a question of finding a sickness you like." - Jackie Mason &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-113461660002890491?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/113461660002890491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=113461660002890491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/113461660002890491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/113461660002890491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/12/throatly-feeling.html' title='Throatly Feeling'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-113315175773045893</id><published>2005-11-25T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T11:15:20.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie - Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Date      : 241105&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event     : movie - Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue     : lot one shopping mall&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People    : wan yu and dolph&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seat      : hall 3, roll D, seat 05 &amp; 06&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time      : 1525&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duration  : 140min&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/dolphbox/harrypotterandthegobletoffire.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after one year, finally harry potter movie again. my all time fav movie trioloy. thou wanyu doesn't like the movie, but she still accompany me to watch the show. sometimes just wonder why i like this kind of movie. hope i am not the only guy in the world that are hook to harry potter, star wars, lord of the rings and not only the movies, but their novels too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before the show, we smuggle breads and finger foods, while wanyu bring in her bubble milk tea. hehehe heng, i am wearing a jacket and she was carrying her little hand bag which can store at least part of the food in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie was kind of boring during the middle and towards the end part, make me feel so sleepy. after the show, we went BP plaza for dinner and back to my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what we did at my house, is another story for another day. hehhee :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-113315175773045893?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/113315175773045893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=113315175773045893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/113315175773045893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/113315175773045893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/11/movie-harry-potter-and-goblet-of-fire.html' title='Movie - Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-113271105476314759</id><published>2005-11-23T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T10:26:42.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study Suck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sitting down in class in whole new enviorment, have to start making new friends all over again. very sad to leave the last class which i join during the last sem, as they are a bunch of friendly gals and guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class which i'm in now doesn't look all that friendly. hope by next week, can at least make one or two friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Mr Lum make me take 2 year one modules, which i sort of taken before.. waste my time only sia, or else i can join back the last sem class and time table will be very slack. sian ar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least almost coming to a month i didn't blog le. nothing much to update, very much the same.. such as still serving the nation, report in camp, slacking for the past week as i super in ord mood. hehehe, one more week i will be clearing my leave for my studies. yeah, don't need to face my 3 hated, namely qm, rsm and big black. my lives will be free from all the routine, from them, from all the standing order and many many more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a personal note, i'm still with my zhu tou gal *praying hard*. i will miss her very much as she will be going for 3 weeks course starting 29 nov. argh!! but also good for her la, hope she enjoy down there.. hehehe *devil laugh* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-113271105476314759?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/113271105476314759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=113271105476314759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/113271105476314759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/113271105476314759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/11/study-suck.html' title='Study Suck'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-113016909641272788</id><published>2005-10-24T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T10:11:54.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Link of Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went out on our second date, ask her to meet me at toa payoh as i went there for an appointment. at first thought toa payoh has lot of shops for us to go around, but end up a disappointment. too many jewellery shops liao, if i plan to buy rings or necklances in future, that a sure place for me to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end up in orchard area again.. this time round, we shop around wheelock place. buy our fav coco and biscuits at mark &amp; spencer. then she accompany me to paragon for my eye brown trimming session at hollywood secret. then shop around toy'us. eat abit at taka. take bus 190 to bt panjang plaza. thats about how we spend our day today.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, today we hold hands for the very first time!! i'm flying on cloud nine, wow! but nothing will last forever, unless both of us put in extra effort to keep it going, we still need to know each other better. just can tell myself to jia you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one funny things is when she reach home, she told me 8 of her brother's friends saw us together while we were in bt panjang plaza for short period of half an hour only. can you believe that? can it be classify as lucky for us? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-113016909641272788?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/113016909641272788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=113016909641272788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/113016909641272788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/113016909641272788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/10/link-of-hands.html' title='Link of Hands'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-113006558516540025</id><published>2005-10-21T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T13:43:56.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie - The Wig</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Date      : 201005&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event     : movie The Wig&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue     : orchard cineleisure&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People    : wan yu and dolph&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seat      : hall 9, roll A, seat 09 &amp; 10&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time      : 1725&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duration  : 106min&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/dolphbox/thewigposter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first date with wanyu. yup meet her out for movie as she wanted to go watch scarry movie. hehe, but she use her hands to cover her face throughout most of the show. thats kind of waste money right? hhahha.. okie la, dun disturb her liao, or else she going to said i bully her again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the show, we went for dinner at taka. the food so oily, not nice to eat. not going back there for the fish and chips liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went esplanade by taking bus but miss the stop to alight, stupid bus 36 travel all the way to tg katong. have to travel back via the same bus route, a wasted of time (it prove how long i didn't travel by bus liao lor). never the less, we still reach the "durian" safety and chit chat till it started to rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a kind of boring date, dun you think so? but realli can't think of anywhere to go esp when there is no car for me. will think of a better location on our next outing ba. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-113006558516540025?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/113006558516540025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=113006558516540025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/113006558516540025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/113006558516540025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/10/movie-wig.html' title='Movie - The Wig'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-112954090316033845</id><published>2005-10-17T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T17:21:43.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ask A Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Has your heart ever wanted to ask a question but your brain was afraid of knowing the answer?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*laughs*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, Fate plays a cruel hand. And I sometimes can't help but wish I could go face-on with Fate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh boy, I would crack her down if i has the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That'll teach you to fuck with wimpy, ugly little chinks like me, bitch!&lt;br /&gt;Okie, back to it, enough of the craps....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Has your heart ever wanted to ask a question but your brain was afraid of knowing the answer?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, hell yes. Too many times." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-112954090316033845?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/112954090316033845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=112954090316033845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112954090316033845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112954090316033845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/10/ask-question.html' title='Ask A Question'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-112922276349891168</id><published>2005-09-13T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T00:59:23.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm back at work.. having the "thursday blues" haha~&lt;br /&gt;Really, really stoned. More from the lack of sleep than anything else. As if.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekdays' terrible!&lt;br /&gt;Actually down with high fever and flu. What a luck, wasting my time away in bed and sofa. Too much work just wear me down, need to learn to rest more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to chat a little with Ling and the gang over the weekday too. Hardly get to chat with Ling nowadays cos she's always grounded by his over protective BoyFriend! Haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw man..I'm like a walking zombie right about now...&lt;br /&gt;Need sleep... lunchtime now too... Need foooooooooooddddddd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental reminder to myself:&lt;br /&gt;Cut down on those late night phonecalls &amp;amp; msn chats!!! Hahaha~ late nights + working the next day aren't a good combi! :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-112922276349891168?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/112922276349891168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=112922276349891168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112922276349891168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112922276349891168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/09/late-night.html' title='Late Night'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-112437860641357138</id><published>2005-08-17T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T23:23:26.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passing of Qiang's mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This noon receive a sad sms from qiang, her mom just pass away this morning. Hope qiang can quickly get over it and carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, most of us attend his mom's wake. It been so long since I see such a big group of classmates gathers together for an event. Unfortunately, it’s during such a time. Most of his close friends also came to mark their respect for his mom, that may help to condole him a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my stuff, yesterday didn't sleep at all. Busy finishing up the entire 3 heavy weightage project. 3d max is the killer, really dun know anything on it, regret not paying attention in class and missing those lesson. In the end, now need to spend the entire two days to figure out on my own, how to use the stupid program. Still manage to finish the whole thingy, that a sigh of relieve, at least now never own any outstanding assignment or projects. Able to breathe at last, but i still HATE 3d max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post up some of my assignments I done during the next post or so, then you all comment on my work. hehee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-112437860641357138?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/112437860641357138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=112437860641357138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112437860641357138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112437860641357138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/08/passing-of-qiangs-mother.html' title='Passing of Qiang&apos;s mother'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-112410877716574448</id><published>2005-08-15T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T23:33:57.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Chinese Wordings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;脭脷脦脪碌脷脪禄麓脦驴麓录没脛茫碌脛脛脟脪禄驴脤拢卢 脦脪虏禄脰陋虏禄戮玫碌脴掳庐脡脧脕脣脛茫隆拢 脫脨驴脡脛脺脢脟脪禄录没脰脫脟茅掳脡隆拢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;碌卤脦脪脫碌脫脨脛茫碌脛脛脟脪禄驴脤拢卢脦脪脛陋脙没脝盲脙卯碌脛驴脼脕脣隆拢驴脡脛脺脫娄脦陋脦脪脰陋碌脌脛茫脙梅脤矛戮脥脪陋脌毛驴陋隆拢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;露脭脛茫拢卢脦脪脫脨脪禄脰脰虏禄露庐碌脙脭玫脙麓卤铆麓茂碌脛赂脨脟茅脭脷脦脪碌脛脨脛脌茂脙忙隆拢脣碌脢脟脟茅脠脣掳脡拢卢潞脙脧帽脤芦驴矛脕脣拢卢脣碌脢脟脜贸脫脩掳脡拢卢脫脰潞脙脧帽脤芦碌颅脕脣拢隆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;露酶脭脷脛茫脳脽碌脛脛脟脪禄脤矛拢卢脦脪脮忙碌脛驴脼脕脣隆拢脦脪戮玫碌脙脳脭录潞潞脙虏禄录谩脟驴掳隆拢隆脦脪虏垄虏禄脧毛脣碌拢卢驴脡脛脺脦脪脫脌脭露脪虏脭脵录没虏禄碌陆脛茫脕脣隆拢脦脪脪虏脰禄脛脺脫脨脨脛脦脼脕娄碌脛碌脠麓媒脛茫脭脵戮颅鹿媒脦脪脡煤脙眉碌脛脛脟脪禄脤矛隆拢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;脣盲脣碌脦脪脙脟脭脷脪禄脝冒碌脛脢卤录盲脢脟露脤脭脻碌脛拢卢驴脡脢脟脦脪露脭脛茫碌脛脟茅脠路脢脟戮脙戮脙虏禄脛脺脛楼脙冒碌脛拢隆脦脪脭脷碌脠麓媒脛茫碌脛脧没脧垄拢卢脛茫碌脛鲁枚脧脰拢卢脛茫碌脛脫碌卤搂拢卢脛茫碌脛脨脛掳庐隆拢&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;脫脌脭露脛茫碌脛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;拢驴 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Found the above over on the internet, all the letters look almost the same. Look so cool, don;t you think so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone translate for me, or it this just for fun and viewing pleasure only? Can't understand what it means.. Help help !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-112410877716574448?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/112410877716574448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=112410877716574448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112410877716574448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112410877716574448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/08/funny-chinese-wordings.html' title='Funny Chinese Wordings'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-112364334078888868</id><published>2005-08-09T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T02:30:13.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NDOC 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, I was on duty for the NDOC held at my camp. In case, some of you don't know what NDOC stands for, it means National Day Observation Ceremony in long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ceremony where Officers, Warrents, and Specs gather to declared their loyalty for Singapore. What for sia, declare what loyalty when we got no choice. In SAF, never come for work mean AWOL, in turn means big shit forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, is such a funny sight! You should have see the scene there, everyone holding the pieces of paper to fan themselves off the heat, while watching the SAF's music and drama coy performing. Anyway, it is a rare in Mindef, where you can see everybody wearing their headdress, assemble at the podium, saluting to the national anthem and reciting the national pledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/dolphbox/NDOC01.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/dolphbox/NDOC02.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/dolphbox/NDOC03.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad day for me, as I end up with a rare chance to chat with the Minister, and managed to get a shake hand too. Heard that this is the first time, he went around interacting with the men on the ground during NDOC. The strange thing too, that he mostly just chatted with the NSFs, who is either a PTE or LCP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, for me is a big occasion as we get to see the ministers, CDF, Service Chiefs, and senior officers coming together for one ceremony. A rare sight indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-112364334078888868?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/112364334078888868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=112364334078888868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112364334078888868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112364334078888868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/08/ndoc-2005.html' title='NDOC 2005'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-112281834133008601</id><published>2005-07-31T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T22:18:56.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Tioman Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hate the causeway, just simpily can't cross back to s'pore if you are heading for home in the peak hour of 5 to 8 on a sunday night. Hmph!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching the johor checkpoint, quickly sent sms to my mum and friends that i reach home safely. Miss them, even thou i'm just on a short 4 days trip. Miss their crap, lame joke, and stories. ehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once at home, unpack my stuff, bath, call one friend, check my mails, and here i am now.. writing this blog away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i call my friend just now, ask her where she is? she reply that she at her boyfriend's place. We chat a while on my tioman trip, then her boyfriend call my friend to help fold his clothes. In reply to him, she told me that she need to put down the phone le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It make me wonder what the feeling is like, when i know that there's someone by my side. Just someone special that make me look forward in coming back home when i back from my work, oversea trip, or even a busy and bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It bring up all kind of feelings in me, same like my last night in tioman. Spend the night at the bench alone, looking at the stars, drinking my endless bottles of volka away. Saturday's night is a sad night for me, my "secretary" will understand what it mean. In tioman, watching couples and couples holding hands, kissing, joking, playing, and those small sweet moment that they shared in each other just ache my broken heart further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My campmates, who bring their partner along. They really look sweet and cute when they are together, teasing each other away. The look on their face, one word to said it all, Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point, what can i offer to the one i like. I'm just a nobody, don't have a stable income, and not even a proper cert. On what term can i vie with other guys, and give her the sense of security that others far better can give. Love is no longer i love you, and you love me. In reality, love is far more than that. If i love her, i need to give her the best. That's i give up the fight, as i'm bond to lose, why hurt myself more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before this, while i'm checking my mails, i came across selin's mail that i found it so meaningfull and some truth in it. Let me quote it out below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It breaks your heart to see the one you love happy with someone else , but it's more painful to know that the one you love will be unhappy with you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-112281834133008601?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/112281834133008601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=112281834133008601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112281834133008601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112281834133008601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/07/back-from-tioman-island.html' title='Back from Tioman Island'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-112226585094621343</id><published>2005-07-19T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T14:12:58.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Topics 01</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When it comes to a point when two parties have to break up, no one side will feel good especially if its a long and deep one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think remaining as platonic friends may seem to be an idealism? Think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sudden change from daily routines like she helping you clean up your room, make you breakfast and give you a morning kiss when you wake up. But overnight, you may have to start forgetting those daily routines and force yourself to say only ethically right stuff like "how are you doing" instead of "hows your day sweetie?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus it might have been better if there is zero contact at all because you start thinking of the good times you shared and then it gets really disturbing. Distance makes the heart fonder, so if they actually seperated for gd, even if they thought of the good times, it would only be purely memory, nothing too overwhelming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-112226585094621343?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/112226585094621343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=112226585094621343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112226585094621343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112226585094621343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/07/topics-01.html' title='Topics 01'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-112176661451414822</id><published>2005-07-17T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T20:41:37.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voice from the Heart 02</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;自从我第一次看到你的时候, 我就偷偷喜欢了你. 这种感觉我一至深深的埋藏在我心理, 不敢让你知道. 直到今天, 看着你远去的背影. 我心里忍不住想对你说: “我真的好喜欢你, 你知道吗?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/dolphbox/toogood.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-112176661451414822?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/112176661451414822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=112176661451414822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112176661451414822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112176661451414822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/07/voice-from-heart-02.html' title='Voice from the Heart 02'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-112125961289121410</id><published>2005-07-13T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T21:55:13.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPH and NKF Lawsuit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After reading today's report on the NKF vs SPH court case debate, I am completely disappointed with the way NKF is being run. Contrary to what some people who feedback that $600,000 annual pay for the CEO is small case, and still have faith in the CEO and how NKF is being run. I am wondering whether is this what we called "blind faith". Some still dare to said $600,000 p.a pay is peanuts against the backdrop of $262 million reserve. For someone who donates $50 per month, the same $600,000 = 1000 years' of contribution!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can such a high profile organization (also an non-profit organisation), that has misled the public goes unpunished? Even if the mistake is not intentional, it shows how inefficient the management is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is simply no proper system imposed to practise good corporate governance, accountability and transparency. How can such an organization make a mistake as in inflating the number of patients treated, the estimated period that the reserve can last to support the patients? Is it very difficult to count the number of patients? i seriously doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read today straits time, more insights are released. NKF pays for his first class air tickets, road tax, repair and maintenance bills for Durai's own mercedes benz. They are using the money the PUBLIC has donated. In another word, most Singaporean have been donating to Durai's pay, 12 month bonus, mercedes benz, etc. If you think what he is doing is right, by all mean. Keep donating to his pocket money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always believe we should paid those so call "civil servants" well, such as our ministers and those holding high public service appointment, etc. In doing so, it is rather a good way to control corruption. $25,000 a month was way to much, he is not doing as much work as our ministers. He is just a public trustee who safeguard our donation, the credit doesn't goes to him, it goes to the people working under him, they deserve the credit. 10 to 12 month bonus, that ridicuious. Even our high profile public service men and ministers were not getting that close of bonus, and how the hell does a non proft organisation define BONUS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also do not see the need for a non profit organisation to have 8 cars to ferry visitors. Do they have so many visitors in a day? Also is that Mr Durai so hard up that he cannot affod the maintenance of his own car by using his pocket money? Why must NKF paid for the maintenace of his personal vehicle. If that is so, please tell him "simply don't drive".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also deeply saddened and appalled by the statement by NKF: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NKF said its decision to withdraw was a considered one made in the best interests of the organisation, its supporters, donors and patients. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reiterated its support for Mr Durai as CEO, adding it looked forward to carrying on all its life-saving activities and to continue serving the public to the best of its ability. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspite of all the NKF wrong-doings, mis-management and mis-used of the charity funds for personal benefit, NKF still continue to support the CEO to serve the public. If NKF management think that this recent revelation is not damaging to them, they must be seriously deluding themselves. I for one will no longer support NKF until I am sure that the donation i made is meant fully for the benefit of the needy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only said that the NKF board is doing the public a disservice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-112125961289121410?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/112125961289121410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=112125961289121410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112125961289121410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112125961289121410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/07/sph-and-nkf-lawsuit.html' title='SPH and NKF Lawsuit'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-112115866068458113</id><published>2005-07-12T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T21:22:42.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Disappointed Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Why i never seem to learn from my past mistake, kept falling deeper and deeper into abyss, never seem to walk out seeing the sunlight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the most foolish thing yesterday. I went to meet her at BP Lib when she ask me, "am i at any chance in plaza?". As i just finish my class, i replied her that i will be reaching soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was going to almost one year, 20 july 2004, the last day we talk to each other. The urge to fly to her was so immense, just fail to think, and my heart just took control of all my thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chat for a while, exchange our info on each other. I guess she met me was to ask, have i check out OPS's HP number for her. Anyway, we went home after just half an hour of talk. From our converation, i found that her thinking change, like becoming know how to think le. That was too early to said, as this is what happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i went home, i msg her if she can accompany me to buy puzzle the next day. This morning she reply me said no problem as she going study at suntec with her friend, then we can go shop at suntec for the puzzle. Happy boi, i thought i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too fast to declared such feeling of happiness as she msg me just 10 min before our meeting time at 1pm, to inform me that she going to meet up with ronald, so can't accompany me. What the shit, kana fly kite again. Haiz, as usual la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept saying she is the same, same old her. But, i finally realise that the person who is not changing is me. She change, her lifestyle change, her friends change and it me who remain the same. Look like this few years, i been stubbornly holding on to some space and lose myself in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~She used to says, she still has a little feelings for me, those little feelings only make me want to try harder. There are times when I just want to give up and just go out with a girl that actually adores me, but my heart is dead set on her. I'd be selfish to hold on, but I'd be lying to myself if I didn't.~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-112115866068458113?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/112115866068458113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=112115866068458113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112115866068458113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112115866068458113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/07/another-disappointed-day.html' title='Another Disappointed Day'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-112112669440497311</id><published>2005-07-10T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T16:58:31.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics - Rang Wo Ai Ni</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Song Title : 让我爱你&lt;br /&gt;Artist : 周渝民 / 徐熙媛&lt;br /&gt;Album : "MARS战神" 电视原声大碟&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有起伏的情绪　因为你出现后划破平静&lt;br /&gt;震撼我已经封闭的心　冰山和雪　在溶解&lt;br /&gt;回到初次的相遇　风在吹一个人独自美丽&lt;br /&gt;灰的天空为何没有表情　你的心　下雨&lt;br /&gt;就让我爱你　没有了自己&lt;br /&gt;残破的光影　黑暗中深深吸引　绝对地　就算生命所剩无几&lt;br /&gt;只要拥抱瞬间的默契&lt;br /&gt;就让我爱你　证明有奇迹&lt;br /&gt;再狂野的心　灵魂的深处有你　我愿意　放弃世界微笑而去&lt;br /&gt;幸福很远心却在一起&lt;br /&gt;过去总是挥不去&lt;br /&gt;再坚强记忆仍像恶梦不醒&lt;br /&gt;我的泪水淌过你的天空&lt;br /&gt;雨下不停心好痛&lt;br /&gt;风像画笔看着我　你的容颜尽在风的前头&lt;br /&gt;我的心画出第一次的彩虹&lt;br /&gt;因为你我相信&lt;br /&gt;就让我爱你　没有了自己&lt;br /&gt;残破的光影 黑暗中深深吸引　绝对地　就算生命所剩无几&lt;br /&gt;只要拥抱瞬间的默契&lt;br /&gt;就让我爱你　证明有奇迹　&lt;br /&gt;再狂野的心　灵魂的深处有你　我愿意　放弃世界微笑而去&lt;br /&gt;幸福很远心却在一起&lt;br /&gt;就让我爱你　没有了自己&lt;br /&gt;残破的光影 黑暗中深深吸引　绝对地　就算生命所剩无几&lt;br /&gt;只要拥抱瞬间的默契&lt;br /&gt;就让我爱你　证明有奇迹　&lt;br /&gt;再狂野的心　灵魂的深处有你　我愿意　放弃世界微笑而去&lt;br /&gt;下一个世纪让我爱你&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-112112669440497311?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/112112669440497311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=112112669440497311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112112669440497311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112112669440497311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/07/lyrics-rang-wo-ai-ni.html' title='Lyrics - Rang Wo Ai Ni'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-112075262421630136</id><published>2005-07-07T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T09:41:32.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Burn mid-night oil, just to finish this stupid assignment.. still need to upload by 8am in the morning. STupid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project Title : &lt;a href="http://www.in2015.sg/introduction.html"&gt;EXPRESS IT! iN2015&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date Close : 070705, 8.00am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was ask to unleash creativity on subject: IT in 2015. Teacher need us to hand our project to this competition, under entries in Digital Photograph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is my work edit using Adobe Photoshop.. Comment please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/dolphbox/miniproject_01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-112075262421630136?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/112075262421630136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=112075262421630136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112075262421630136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112075262421630136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/07/mini-project.html' title='Mini Project'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-112075108381386884</id><published>2005-06-27T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T10:07:50.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie - Initial D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Date      : 260605&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event     : movie 头文字D (Initial D)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue     : gv jurong point&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People    : xueyi and dolph&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seat      : hall 5, roll L, seat 15 &amp; 16&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time      : 2100&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duration  : 1hrs 40min&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, first time book the movie tickets via online. Very easy, sure to use this serivce more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/dolphbox/Initial_D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the show, mom invite ah gong and ah ma, to our house for dinner.  I was sent on an errend to fetch my grandparent over, as not to go alone on the trip there, i  ask xueyi to follow me. Poor gal, was force to eat at my place. Hehehe, But guess what, she is in for a treat! ..Streamboat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, xueyi did seem to enjoy the food thou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-112075108381386884?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/112075108381386884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=112075108381386884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112075108381386884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112075108381386884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/06/movie-initial-d.html' title='Movie - Initial D'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-112074788593000503</id><published>2005-06-21T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T00:16:45.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee with TWSS CIs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today, went out with a couple of old friends from TWSS NPCC at West Mall Coffee Bean. Such long time didn't meet up with them, only Tilden wouldn't make it to our meeting, or else our whole group will be full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is the photo... (from left.. weida,shanhe,dolph,wei zhong,selin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/dolphbox/coffeebean_twss.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&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/8296587-112074788593000503?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/112074788593000503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=112074788593000503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112074788593000503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112074788593000503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/06/coffee-with-twss-cis.html' title='Coffee with TWSS CIs'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-112073598576175700</id><published>2005-06-17T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T22:03:10.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't she cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just gotten this picture..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/dolphbox/ah_gal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/dolphbox/ah_gal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Isn't she look super duper cute just by drinking her water away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus the look on her face, hehehe.. Arrrrgh, me going crazy le..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-112073598576175700?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/112073598576175700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=112073598576175700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112073598576175700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112073598576175700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/06/isnt-she-cute.html' title='Isn&apos;t she cute'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-112083095579959300</id><published>2005-06-12T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T10:08:15.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie - Star War Episode 3 (Revenge of The Sith)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Date      : 120605&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event     : movie Star War Episode 3 (Revenge of The Sith)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue     : gv great world&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time      : 1500&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People    : dolph&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seat      : hall 5, row B, seat 18&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duration  : 2hrs 00min&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/dolphbox/Star_Wars_Episode_3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch this show alone.. Sad case, no one was willing to watch this movie with me. Look like i'm the only fans of Star Wars among my group of friends.. sob sob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very exciting show with all the effect.. only thing is that kid seating beside me who kept asking his mom questions and trying to impersonate the voice of Varth Vader. Just can't stand him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Excuse me, i'am trying to watch and listen in silent to understand the movie fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/dolphbox/Revenge_of_The_Sith.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-112083095579959300?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/112083095579959300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=112083095579959300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112083095579959300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112083095579959300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/06/movie-star-war-episode-3-revenge-of.html' title='Movie - Star War Episode 3 (Revenge of The Sith)'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-112047866649196325</id><published>2005-06-04T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T20:42:35.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voice from the Heart 01</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was my curse.. Curse to love a girl who seemed incapable of returning genuine feelings. &lt;em&gt;I should cut her out of my life, it was a sure thing to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'd only slice me open again, and everytime she did, it took longer to heal. Sooner or later there'd be nothing left of my heart but scare tissure, and i have no one but myself to blame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-112047866649196325?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/112047866649196325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=112047866649196325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112047866649196325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112047866649196325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/06/voice-from-heart-01.html' title='Voice from the Heart 01'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-112082884425506156</id><published>2005-05-26T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T10:08:44.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie - Amityville Horror</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Date      : 250505&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event     : movie Amityville Horror&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue     : eng wah west mall&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People    : xueyi and dolph&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seat      : hall 3, roll L, 7 &amp; 8&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time      : 2130&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duration  : 1hrs 40min&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/dolphbox/Amityville_Horror.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, nice horror movie, kana scared a few times. Base on true story, wonder how true is was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will make a search of this huanted house in the net later on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8296587-112082884425506156?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/112082884425506156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=112082884425506156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112082884425506156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/112082884425506156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/05/movie-amityville-horror.html' title='Movie - Amityville Horror'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-111505529974617598</id><published>2005-05-02T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T09:39:12.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Beloved President</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Woke up lazily this afternoon, read a sms from a friend saying that " Former President Dr Wee pass away this morning at 5.10am..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sense of sadness and a flow of an electric current immediately pass right through my body. Never expect to get this kind of news, right after I woke up expecially when I'm still in a holiday mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During most of my primary school years, I never fail to look at his framed photograph together with Mrs Wee hanging proudly in the school halls while singing our National Anthem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/dolphbox/PresidentWee.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's our President, Mr Wee Kim Wee and our First Lady, Mrs Wee" said my thoughts. Being young then, I do not know what President is, what his role is, his politics, etc but I do know that every picture that I come across about him, there's this sense of fatherly-comfort, security and his ever cheerfull smile that make him special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without knowing him personally or directly, I still feel that i'm connected to him in some others' way. The news report was right about him, he is the "People President"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting older as years goes by, after knowing who he is and what he do. He just win my respect for him and there he goes, he become my fav president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/dolphbox/ThePeoplePresident.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/dolphbox/DrWee.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deepest sincerest condolences to the family of Dr Wee and to Mrs Wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*You will be always remember in my heart and will miss you. Farewell, Dr Wee Kim Wee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v613/dolphbox/WeeKimWee.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&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/8296587-111505529974617598?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/111505529974617598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=111505529974617598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/111505529974617598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/111505529974617598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/05/our-beloved-president.html' title='Our Beloved President'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-111470062796458889</id><published>2005-04-28T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T09:39:30.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Changes Everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lately, I've grown to realise one thing. Nothing ever stays the same, everyone changes, everything changes. Feelings change, people change. change change change..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think, if I worked hard enough at trying to keep something the same, it would stay the same. Then I realised how tiring this can be that sometimes, just you trying on your part isn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need others to support you as well, to work together with you to maintain that thing. What thing? I just find it so hard to explain, you get what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wake up in the mornings feeling like I'm a different person. I've never felt more alone and unsure of myself. Lately, I've done and said many things that I never thought I'd say or do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone close to me are telling me I've changed. Perhaps I have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted was a simple thing, simple in life. Simplicity is beauty in itself. Why is it so difficult to make things simple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a break from this confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate change. I really do..&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/8296587-111470062796458889?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/111470062796458889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=111470062796458889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/111470062796458889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/111470062796458889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/04/time-changes-everything.html' title='Time Changes Everything.'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-111442586275441268</id><published>2005-04-25T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T09:40:00.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dear XXX,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I've seen you and I wonder how you've been getting on. Have you been taking care of yourself? Have you been eating well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you always refuse to eat proper meals because you say you're getting fatter everyday. Silly girl, haven't I always told you that the least of your worries is your weight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was on the bus and I thought I saw someone who looked just like you, the black shoulder length hair, the cool blue white blod short that you loved to wear, and my heart almost jumped out of my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned around and pretended to be engrossed in my mp3 player, and at the very next stop, I hurried out of the bus, not daring to look back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never stopped missing you and I seriously doubt that I ever will. All this time, I've run so far, and tried so hard to hide. From you or from myself? I'm not really very sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've filled my life every day since then with a myriad of activities, drinking myself silly every night so I wouldn't have to dream. Even now, as I write this, I'm already drunk and I'm still drinking, because I'm so scared to fall asleep and see your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made many mistakes in my life, but meeting you was not one of them. I spent the happiest moments of my life with you, and honestly, one of the saddest, as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for letting you go. And I've hated myself every day since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you a secret - one of your birthday present is still with me. when we met that day, I only gave you half of your present, because I never had the courage to give you the other half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a necklace. It was in my pocket as I opened my arms to hug you, and it was in my pocket when you walked away from me for the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to God that I would have had a chance to give it to you. But I didn't. Even now as I sit here, I hold your necklace in my hands wishing that there were some way to turn back time. Hoping against hope that someday, you would come to me and claim it from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what is the single most unforgettable moment that I've ever had in my whole life? It was a sentence that you said to me when I was sick, laying on my bed. You looked at me for the longest time, and you smiled the sweetest smile to me and said this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"XXXX, rest well I will never leave you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the first time in my life, I believed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, XXX. I may not have said this enough, but I mean it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every single word&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever,&lt;br /&gt;XXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;The above is part of a series of love letters that someone has written to his lost love. The author reserves all right pertaining to this body of work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All rights reserved.stardream82 2005&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/8296587-111442586275441268?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/111442586275441268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=111442586275441268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/111442586275441268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/111442586275441268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/04/secret-letter.html' title='The Secret Letter'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-111441880284218642</id><published>2005-04-19T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T09:43:39.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Night in Geylang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday went out to celebrate my campate's 21 birthday. Went to Chervon for KTV. Beer was cheap, did order a few drink. Too bad it was on a weekday, it closed at 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the night was still consider young for the group of us. Ben decide to let alex choose he want to visit geylang or those dirty pub. After a long stupid discussion, we decided to go geylang as we intend to sabo alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We travel down to geylang in two cabs as all of us not driving. Once we reach lorong 18, we took a stroll down the popular red light distirct, visiting the "fishtank" as they call it. "mermaid" sitting in glass room where it was beautifull decorated with light colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking thru all the fishtank, our dear birthday boy still cannot decide which gal to choose from. In the end we stroll back to the first house, think is number 32. He still down there thinking want to go in anot. Haiz, wasted like 10 min outside until the pimp also cannot tahan. In the end, we give $40 to the pimp then he push our birthday boy in. Hehehe, we choose gal number 128 for him.. big booths and nice figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for him to finish his buisness, we went to the nearby coffee shop to have our supper. When alex come out, he say something like he had betray his girlfriend. We then disturb him like crazy. If he realli dun want to do it, he in the room he can chose not to have sex ma. Hahahaha, what a laugher we had by having the chance to disturb him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just want to share with those who never visited geylang before. This is the rate they are having now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gal in fish tank - $40 - for one shot and not more than 20 min (include room charges)&lt;br /&gt;chinese gal - $80 - for one shot and not more than 20 min (not include room charges)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above rate is what i find out from my campmates during our conversation at the coffee shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Information may not be totally correct. Please remember everything comes AT YOUR OWN RISK.&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/8296587-111441880284218642?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/111441880284218642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=111441880284218642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/111441880284218642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/111441880284218642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/04/one-night-in-geylang.html' title='One Night in Geylang'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-111368011823686413</id><published>2005-04-13T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T22:57:07.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>News on SY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today, I came to know that SY currently has a new boyfriend, fast has she change another. New guy call Kangwei, Quite a nice name for a guy i would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what happen between TK and her for the break up. Hmm, hope she will be happy with current one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did feel the pinch when i heard about it. Long had it passed, going to 3 year i guess.. Who ask her to be the first gal i put my soul and heart into it. Yet she shatter it away with the deeds of hers, leaving it unmended. But no matter what she done, i always forgive her as she's the one i truly ever loved, no matter where and when i am, she will have a place in my heart undisturbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since she chose to keep me far away from her sight. I try my best in abide to that. I force myself not to sms her, change my wake up time and chose to stroll to camp, so will not get to meet her at the bus stop, avoid her working place and places she frequent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my knowledged, i done my best. 5 clap for me.. (clap clap clap clap clap) One chinese sentence to describe my actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果这是我爱你最好的距离 我愿意永远离开你.&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/8296587-111368011823686413?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/111368011823686413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=111368011823686413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/111368011823686413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/111368011823686413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/04/news-on-sy.html' title='News on SY'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-111442173610141710</id><published>2005-04-12T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T09:41:07.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LTA Choo's Farewell Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday's night we NSF organised a farewell dinner for our QM, LTA Choo Hui Yen, venue at Vienna International Seafood Restaurant. Those buffet style type, food they serve was overall good. All in QM Platoon attended, we had so much fun, playing and disturbing each other in the VIP room. It was just too bad that i didn't bring along my digicam, or else i should have taken down those moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never meet such wonderfull officer who is so understanding and friendly toward us. She understand how us begin an NSF feels about having to complete our 2 years of national service. She seldom let us do extra work or dismiss us late and those not in our area of duty, she will push it away for us too. Where else can you still find this type of Officer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know we usually give her a lot of problem as QM platoon is aways the troublesome lots in our camp, but she never leave us behind to die on our own. She will sure be there to stand up for us and give us a helping hand. I think seriously all NSFs in QM's Platoon only seem to respect her and listen to her instructions. We may always disturb her, calling her "zhu lao da" or whatever cude names but deep down inside, all of us really respect her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole QM Platoon will miss her alot, i know i will. All the best in your next posting at HQ MES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We SULUTE YOU!&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/8296587-111442173610141710?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/111442173610141710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=111442173610141710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/111442173610141710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/111442173610141710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/04/lta-choos-farewell-dinner.html' title='LTA Choo&apos;s Farewell Dinner'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-111367685251318714</id><published>2005-03-27T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T09:48:32.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace after Blast of Anger and Sadness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Manage to cool down after what happened two days ago. All thanks to my campmates and our LTA Choo. The fun and laugher they brought about in camp just bring up my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i wasn't really very angry, just sad that a close friend of mine actually keep things on me in the dark. I'm just pissed off at that monent by the fact that shengda did not tell me that she had a boyfriend when he knew that long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think lot of my friends belong to shengda's side may think i am petty or what. I dunno, maybe i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point of understanding is that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I ask him on numerous different occasion on how is she, but he chose to tell me he was not in contact with her. Each time i ask him, he reply that he was not in contact, then on the last occasion, he said all along they are in contact with each other. What is this.. Friend ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I tend to write a lot of my feeling/decaration as my MSN nick, further more some of my friends know i like her. Just imagine what they will feels, when they know she already had a boyfriend and i am still there writing all those shit. Mind you please, i am a guy. I still need my pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If i know she got boyfriend, i will just quietly keep my feeling in me and not throw my face away by writing all those nick in my msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;As a close friend of mine, i believe he has the right to tell me that he is in contact with her all along and she already had a boyfriend. Telling me that he can't go around and broadcast her news to me is not a valid reason from keeping me in the dark. If the same situation happen on jing chen, i believe he will inform chen asap.&lt;/ol&gt; Been speaking to Qiang and Ling, both of them agree that since he is a close friend of mine, he should not keep me in the dark and bluffing about such things. Hmm, what ling said is correct, if got nothing to talk then don't talk lor. Suddenly remember what Ling tell Qiang and me after this year chinese new year dinner with them, shengda that side had the most problem. Our side remind the same, I am glad for that. cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, i also agree with them that i should not because of one gal, give up this 10 years of friendship. I do value all friendships i have, as they are all there for me when i am having my depression years back and even chose to commit suicide during that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begin friends has no overnight hatred, i'm not those who will remember things for long. It is just that i do not know how do i call him or talk to him, just too hard to open my mouth. What to do, pride of a man i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry of the long post today.. Big feeling i got here.&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/8296587-111367685251318714?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/111367685251318714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=111367685251318714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/111367685251318714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/111367685251318714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/03/peace-after-blast-of-anger-and-sadness.html' title='Peace after Blast of Anger and Sadness'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</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-8296587.post-111160289392409103</id><published>2005-03-23T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T09:45:47.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Blow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My appraisal taken by xue :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;childish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;too eager when chasing after her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;no sincere shown, no chen yi shown toward her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;having scare her off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to shengda for passing the msg to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the news which i didn’t want to believe in reach my ear, i just broke down in tears. Long have my tears been waiting for release, today i grant them their wish, i let my tears run dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another blow which i must overcome.. God bless&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/8296587-111160289392409103?l=stardream82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/feeds/111160289392409103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8296587&amp;postID=111160289392409103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/111160289392409103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8296587/posts/default/111160289392409103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stardream82.blogspot.com/2005/03/another-blow.html' title='Another Blow'/><author><name>Randolph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05504604387487693776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
