<?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-7525339113227236513</id><updated>2011-11-05T03:09:49.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat Play Sleep</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525339113227236513/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ロイ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799962815410905680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mYQOOJ4mifI/SZ7TKI1uSjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5rQw0qF67H8/S220/ABC.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525339113227236513.post-9068741276951029420</id><published>2009-10-14T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T08:39:51.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The world of relationship of today</title><content type='html'>Open your eyes!&lt;br /&gt;You go into a man's room without thinking&lt;br /&gt;You accept presents without thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Because you play with men's feelings like that, your mind is clouded and you can't see men in any other way.&lt;br /&gt;All you can do, is compare them with your friend's boyfriends, and compare their status!&lt;br /&gt;If you enjoy that, then go ahead!&lt;br /&gt;Love isn't about status.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to be like that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525339113227236513-9068741276951029420?l=xbaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/feeds/9068741276951029420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/2009/10/world-of-relationship-of-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525339113227236513/posts/default/9068741276951029420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525339113227236513/posts/default/9068741276951029420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/2009/10/world-of-relationship-of-today.html' title='The world of relationship of today'/><author><name>ロイ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799962815410905680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mYQOOJ4mifI/SZ7TKI1uSjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5rQw0qF67H8/S220/ABC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525339113227236513.post-8693316439464347997</id><published>2009-08-13T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:48:06.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haix.....</title><content type='html'>ponytails are the best. the sexiness of the nape beneath the short hairs. the girlishness of the long hair. it carries both elements that fit perfectly with each other, although is seems to contradict each other. But recently, there hardly any girls with ponytails, so sad x.x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525339113227236513-8693316439464347997?l=xbaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/feeds/8693316439464347997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/2009/08/haix.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525339113227236513/posts/default/8693316439464347997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525339113227236513/posts/default/8693316439464347997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/2009/08/haix.html' title='Haix.....'/><author><name>ロイ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799962815410905680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mYQOOJ4mifI/SZ7TKI1uSjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5rQw0qF67H8/S220/ABC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525339113227236513.post-3472845423414840771</id><published>2009-05-02T22:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:08:12.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>9 WORDS WOMEN USE&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(1) Fine: This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(2) Five Minutes: If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(3) Nothing: This is the calm before the storm.  This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine.   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(4) Go Ahead: This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!    &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(5) Loud Sigh: This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing.   (Refer back to # 3 for the meaning of nothing.)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(6) That's Okay: This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(7) Thanks: A woman is thanking you, do not question, or Faint. Just say you're welcome. (I want to add in a clause here - This is true, unless she says 'Thanks a lot' - that is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all.  DO NOT say 'you're welcome' ... that will bring on a 'whatever'). &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(8) Whatever: Is a woman's way of saying F@!K YOU! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(9) Don't worry about it, I got it: Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking 'What's wrong?' For the woman's response refer to # 3.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* Send this to the men you know, to warn them about arguments they can avoid if they remember the terminology. &lt;br /&gt;* Send this to all the women you know to give them a good laugh, cause they know it's true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525339113227236513-3472845423414840771?l=xbaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/feeds/3472845423414840771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/2009/05/9-words-women-use-1-fine-this-is-word.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525339113227236513/posts/default/3472845423414840771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525339113227236513/posts/default/3472845423414840771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/2009/05/9-words-women-use-1-fine-this-is-word.html' title=''/><author><name>ロイ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799962815410905680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mYQOOJ4mifI/SZ7TKI1uSjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5rQw0qF67H8/S220/ABC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525339113227236513.post-6661051153383704229</id><published>2009-05-02T22:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:09:50.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Confusing Chinese Names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller : Hello, can I speak to Annie Wan (anyone)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator : Yes, you can speak to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller : No, I want to speak to Annie Wan (anyone)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator : You are talking to someone! Who is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller : I'm Sam Wan (Someone). And I need to talk to Annie Wan (anyone)! It's urgent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator : I know you are someone and you want to talk to anyone! But what's this urgent matter about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller : Well... just tell my sister Annie Wan (anyone) that our brother Noel Wan (no one)has involved in an accident. Noel Wan (no one)got injured and now Noel Wan (no one) is being sent to the hospital. Right now, Avery Wan (everyone) is on his way to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator : Look if no one was injured and no one was sent to the hospital, then the accident isn't an urgen t matter! You may find this hilarious but I don't have time for this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller : You are so rude! Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator : I'm Saw Lee (Sorry).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller : Yes! You should be sorry. Now give me your name!!!&lt;br /&gt;==================================================&lt;br /&gt;This is hilarious ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Chinese shouldn't have Christian names:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne Chang =&gt; Dirty (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Anne Chin =&gt; Keep Quiet (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Faye Chen =&gt; Dusty (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Carl Cheng =&gt; Buttock (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Monica Cheng =&gt; Touching your buttocks (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Lucy Leow =&gt; You are dead (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Jane Tan =&gt; Frying eggs (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Suzie Leow =&gt; Lose till death (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Henry Mah =&gt; Hate your mum (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Corrine Tai =&gt; Poor fellow (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Paul Chan =&gt; Bankrupt (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Nelson Tan =&gt; Bird laying eggs (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Leslie Tong =&gt; Rubbish Bin (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Carmen Teng =&gt; Leg hair long (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Connie Mah =&gt; Call your mother (Cantonese)&lt;br /&gt;Danny See =&gt; Squeeze you to death (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Rosie Teng =&gt; Screws and nails (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Pete Tsai =&gt; Nose droppings (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Macy Koh =&gt; Never die before (Cantonese)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525339113227236513-6661051153383704229?l=xbaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/feeds/6661051153383704229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/2009/05/c-onfusing-c-hinese-n-ames-caller-hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525339113227236513/posts/default/6661051153383704229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525339113227236513/posts/default/6661051153383704229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/2009/05/c-onfusing-c-hinese-n-ames-caller-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>ロイ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799962815410905680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mYQOOJ4mifI/SZ7TKI1uSjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5rQw0qF67H8/S220/ABC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525339113227236513.post-2710436688295276187</id><published>2009-04-11T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T03:37:54.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship -</title><content type='html'>Things that you will encounter when you have a GF:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A girlfriend mean you have to take on lot of responsibility...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get gifts on special occasions&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always working to make her happy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trying to maintain to stay a couple for as long as possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Guys Must Know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;To be Honest&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Able to Communicate Well&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Physical contact (hug, kiss, lips /cheeks / forehead/neck just to show that you really appreciate her presence.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give gifts as a surprise. (birthday, anniversary)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mix things up (don't always go to the same place over and over again)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Personalities. (&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Shower everyday,  get to school on time. Be hygienic and neat, set goals, and work hard. )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be yourself, not be someone your not, cause in the end they will love you for who you are.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Compliment (that's a nice dress, nice hair do, That makes me want to kiss your neck)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Even tho... she's your gf doesn't mean she's yours. mostly guys get jealous if they talk to someone else, but if you trust them and are good to them, you shouldn't have anything to worry about. If their actions do make you feel uncomfortable, sit down and talk. Things will work out smoothly.&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I seen many people used this method to get attention by trying to ignore them or is to act more emotional and be louder until the other party finally surrenders and pays attention to her, even if in annoyance. If people feel they're being given the cold treatment by people who are supposed to be important to them, they get worried. Especially when it happens without you giving an explanation for why this disturbance has occurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People aren't mind readers. you can't expect your gf to be able to guess that you're thinking. Always share whatever feelings you have, tell her how you truly feel. If you know  you no in the mood. let her know simply say "I'm feeling really irritated right now. Can we talk about this later after get my head straight? BUT DON"T FORGET to actually give her your time later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525339113227236513-2710436688295276187?l=xbaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/feeds/2710436688295276187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/2009/04/relationship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525339113227236513/posts/default/2710436688295276187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525339113227236513/posts/default/2710436688295276187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/2009/04/relationship.html' title='Relationship -'/><author><name>ロイ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799962815410905680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mYQOOJ4mifI/SZ7TKI1uSjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5rQw0qF67H8/S220/ABC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525339113227236513.post-4827174182099256774</id><published>2009-04-11T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T03:37:54.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Days of my boring life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs026.snc1/2651_68829428940_552798940_1597488_1796104_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 499px; height: 330px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs026.snc1/2651_68829428940_552798940_1597488_1796104_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i am back here again..... exams are over.... holiday are almost over.... but some how i enjoy my days during the holiday..... last min call up telling me that I'm selected for global citizenship CDS.... sounds cool to me so i join since mr.kubo called and follow up with me.... so i just let faith decide for me.... talk to my parents about and they agree to let me go..... i love traveling oversea and places which is COLD! muhahaha and snow if possible.... but come to think of it... it's a study trip and there's lecture's &amp;amp; tut..... yucks spoils everything but i met nice people in T01..... wasn't entertaining at 1st... quiet quiet... listen to teacher..... raise your hands once in awhile... it was boring as hell!!!! seriously!!!! just recover from a long sickness flu, running nose, sore throat and alot more..... feeling much better le talk abit.... okay i'm sick of the boring aura in the class... might as well just entertain my self by being enthu, say green tea makes me high which is like okay "LAME"..... tada! spoil my 1st impresstion.... hack care aniway is much better off then the sian aura.... Cool part is nice ppl in T01 follow up with me so it was hell lot of fun..... special thanks to zong you, the dai di man..... AH peng.... card game man.... brings everyone onboard to socialies..... well that was i think it is.... i'm not sure my self cause there's not even one person i know in the whole GC...... Kinda sad really...... thanks to T01 for accepting me ^^.... hang out areas was like carls juinor which was my 1st time dere.... minds cafe was the best cause years before during myRP times.... i have heard lots about minds cafe.... even had their minds cafe owner to do some ppt @ RP too introduce to us about what's minds cafe is all about... never get the chance to go there till i meet T01 from GC ..... Total Ownage so happy..... but going out like is making me more poorer..... lucky my parents good euff to give me extra pocket money normally they won't hmmmm. i wonder..... Went to Beijing before climb the great wall but there's little memories about it.... i remember ang mor ppl jogging on great wall with little clothing on them....  another vision was dark winter with only one bicycle on the road with trees without leaf on it... total coldness feel lonely and sad hmmmm... wat a vision..... KK back to GC Beijing airlines i don't find it too bad cause i seat on budge air to hainan 2 times a year, going again this coming June... i thought i have to pay for my meal on board the plane... got this guy pushing the thingy(Trolly thingy) ask me wat i wanted.... @ 1st i didn't know it's free flow.... so hard to decide thought have to pay or something was thirsty so i said i want apple juice... i was about to pull out my wallet he went away that's when i know it was free flow.... DAM! i said to my self.....fight was smooth.... reach Beijing but before that I'm already feeling very cold on board the fight so already wore some clothing to keep me warm.... I had spare in my handy bag..... sweater and the champion wind breaker.... and my elf hat...... sweater &amp;amp; hat was made by my grandmother woohooo i wear is with pride and joy.... the warmth of her hard work love and passion..... Days @ beijing/tianjin long story.... just highlight afew.... ermmm okay "Weather" "Transport" "Hotel" "Food" "What i Enjoy most" "Lamest thing i did"...... okay let's start with weather.... F@#$ING Cold right as we exit towards to board the bus.... WHITE smoke coming out of my mouth.... SO FUN LA!!!... i was like haaa..... haaa..... haaaa.. to see white smoke.... okay i'm a kid.... 1st look @ the bus was a healthy well builded bus... when i board it i knew this is the bus that well take me anywhere safely with the bus driver(which i called shi fu) cause i travel once or twice a year to china... that's what they call them don't ask me why... LOL!.... cause i also dunno... 1st hotel was better then the other..... oh ya.... pictures need to link to facebook lazy drop it here hahaha....  Food was so~so la..... sad for the malay students and vegatian....  What i enjoy most is that everyone in T01 was very enthu which normally i don't see it often..... Lamest thing i did will be on april 1st..... the ideal came up when we are eating at the restraut down at the hotel where i saw rose on the table where you get your food and such.... romantic dinner LOL!..... since it was april 1st i though the ideal without even going thur my big brain.... the propose part was sick la.... i tot was just say say nia... end up really go propose as april fool joke....  spoil my image again hahahaha.... okay i think i end here ba... long time since i last wrote something here again..... come back when i have feel like it hahahaha......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525339113227236513-4827174182099256774?l=xbaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/feeds/4827174182099256774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/2009/04/days-of-my-boring-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525339113227236513/posts/default/4827174182099256774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525339113227236513/posts/default/4827174182099256774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/2009/04/days-of-my-boring-life.html' title='Days of my boring life'/><author><name>ロイ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799962815410905680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mYQOOJ4mifI/SZ7TKI1uSjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5rQw0qF67H8/S220/ABC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525339113227236513.post-9174624785318278165</id><published>2009-03-06T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T03:37:54.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Self</title><content type='html'>I am Wong Jun Hao Roy. 19 years and 5 months without a stable girlfriend. I have a record of 3 broken hearts, and still it's increasing, even now. haix -_-..... I feel so empty.... I just wan to have a normal girlfriend and have a normal, bright and happy school life pass by ordinarily... It's pointless to be have a strong sian look on my face... I'm going to remain unlucky for all three years of poly sobx sobx, ending up without a girlfriend, only my desktop computer as my lover! A dark youth like that is too cruel! "Please go out with me!" and the given reply i got "I already have someone i like now." or "Let's stay friends"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525339113227236513-9174624785318278165?l=xbaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/feeds/9174624785318278165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-self.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525339113227236513/posts/default/9174624785318278165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525339113227236513/posts/default/9174624785318278165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-self.html' title='My Self'/><author><name>ロイ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799962815410905680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mYQOOJ4mifI/SZ7TKI1uSjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5rQw0qF67H8/S220/ABC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525339113227236513.post-5017199745031493746</id><published>2009-02-20T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T03:37:54.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day at the Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mYQOOJ4mifI/SZ-vy3JSCTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Yk1Fmi1yzGk/s1600-h/zombie.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 47px; height: 70px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mYQOOJ4mifI/SZ-vy3JSCTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Yk1Fmi1yzGk/s320/zombie.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305152174396934450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up 4:30am.... ring ring ring ring by my phone alarm... I felt so much like a walking Zombie... My mum is awake.... call me wake up again... cause i off the alarm and go back to s&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mYQOOJ4mifI/SZ-xT-TFPNI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_zfUG5Md0vo/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 124px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mYQOOJ4mifI/SZ-xT-TFPNI/AAAAAAAAAAg/_zfUG5Md0vo/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305153842764397778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;leep again LOL! my mum drives a lorry with an empty fuel tank so we went to the nearest SPC to fill up. again zombie to the counter and zombie b&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mYQOOJ4mifI/SZ-xqbGOv_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/9Dty792DUXI/s1600-h/x1pqH4b6poLvbidMovzli3oMg7WtHF2NcJ1GPxGsIjGSLaaLmTPEq7PK-g1cBzoeHuGblBwYipiNgVH6rYYqLgJsM3mGCqMEvH2UdGo3Lb72J9lfp7_5FJYLA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 128px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mYQOOJ4mifI/SZ-xqbGOv_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/9Dty792DUXI/s200/x1pqH4b6poLvbidMovzli3oMg7WtHF2NcJ1GPxGsIjGSLaaLmTPEq7PK-g1cBzoeHuGblBwYipiNgVH6rYYqLgJsM3mGCqMEvH2UdGo3Lb72J9lfp7_5FJYLA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305154228452245490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ack into the lorry after payment. sleep all the way to toa payoh lor4 market. This time much more awake, walk to the stall move things here and there, then arrange the chickens nicely so people will buy later on. By the way is life chicken which look like this over that picture you see on your left side of the screen but NOT THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE SCREEN =P like every weekend normally everyone goes shopping during weekend so most of everything is sold to our regular customer and other shoppers. I can do everything but i hate holding the knife hahaha so my mum uses the knife, i be the sales man. VERY CHIP CHIP lai lai lai hahaha. okaes 11:30am le time to go home le.... took the train home okay i smelly so reach home i go straight to get a bath. kk nothing much to say... still thinking want to study or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525339113227236513-5017199745031493746?l=xbaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/feeds/5017199745031493746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-at-market.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525339113227236513/posts/default/5017199745031493746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525339113227236513/posts/default/5017199745031493746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-at-market.html' title='The Day at the Market'/><author><name>ロイ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799962815410905680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mYQOOJ4mifI/SZ7TKI1uSjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5rQw0qF67H8/S220/ABC.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mYQOOJ4mifI/SZ-vy3JSCTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Yk1Fmi1yzGk/s72-c/zombie.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525339113227236513.post-4009712981718448844</id><published>2009-02-20T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T03:37:54.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Life</title><content type='html'>I got a prank call this morning 6am asking me to wake up and go pee -_-!!! since i already awake i just response lame answers back ._. not really feeling well today... very giddy.... so i didn't went out to study with my classmate back in TP. been traveling from one end of singapore to another for pass few days, It's was great to be able to go to everyones hse to study, enjoy myself there, hopefully i didn't make a bad impression of myself heeheehee. (g2g koon le gotta wake up 5am today to help my mum) ps end here le nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525339113227236513-4009712981718448844?l=xbaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/feeds/4009712981718448844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/2009/02/personal-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525339113227236513/posts/default/4009712981718448844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525339113227236513/posts/default/4009712981718448844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/2009/02/personal-life.html' title='Personal Life'/><author><name>ロイ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799962815410905680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mYQOOJ4mifI/SZ7TKI1uSjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5rQw0qF67H8/S220/ABC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525339113227236513.post-733750307259622164</id><published>2009-02-20T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T03:37:54.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Life</title><content type='html'>Question: *********( Guess )&lt;br /&gt;Answer: no&lt;br /&gt;The reason why i &gt;"say"&lt; i like you because i just fooling around since one of my class mate got a crush on one of the girls in the class. I tot maybe like this will make him more less alone roflmao. but i'm sorry, i shouldn't have said things like that. even tho it just fooling around, i continue until no long ago i know i doing something stupit, i felt like a bastard x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: Who do i like?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: no-one&lt;br /&gt;Everything takes time, getting to know people well is not easy, depends on how people's reaction towards me, and how i response to others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525339113227236513-733750307259622164?l=xbaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/feeds/733750307259622164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525339113227236513/posts/default/733750307259622164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525339113227236513/posts/default/733750307259622164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-life.html' title='Love Life'/><author><name>ロイ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799962815410905680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mYQOOJ4mifI/SZ7TKI1uSjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5rQw0qF67H8/S220/ABC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7525339113227236513.post-7401396357286735748</id><published>2009-02-20T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T03:37:54.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Life in TP</title><content type='html'>I'm back posting my thoughts here in blog spot. Lot has happen, after i quit rp to join tp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i plan to be in tp is a solo loner type of person, study alone, eat alone, play alone, sleep alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't happen to be what i plan to be of cost ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when everyone start leaving during 2nd day of orientation,  well i already knew something like that would happen. Just that i never been to any orientation before so i just stay till the end. Bored looking at so few people, so i just thought of brighting up the mood, lol ever since then i never stop doing that hahahaha =) well everything has a start and a end so happen i so enthu be class montior (bo chap person like me class montior i must be joking)  CCN, Class Test, Planning for the class future to come got me stress-up, which has cause me a mental break up (So Call EMO) =P, after i recover everything seems different, i don't really know what the reason but i blame myself for it LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERROR ERROR (paiseh i fill in the gap another time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(DATE FEB 21 09)&lt;br /&gt;Exams next week, yet i'm sitting here doing nothing but slack. i was really hoping someone would nag at me to study. It's sometime stressful when people think highly of me. (Hey you good in this or that) I really hope to live up to what they think i am, study so hard, help my classmate, makes me less lazy HAHAHA seriously! 22 students inculding my self afew from different care group but it doesn't matter does it, we see each other everyday(most of everyday). With a smile on their faces hoping that we go thur this 3 years with a smile on our faces no matter how much hardship we will go thur. There's this certain person in our class i take special attendition to, hoping that he should be doing the right things, saying the right things and clever enough to understand what he says and what he's doing. But no happen how i try, this person seems like a stone, no matter what you say the stone only has words written on to it "YES", "OK", "I UNDERSTAND", "I TRY".  Maybe i start studying tml but i think i won't aniways... too lazy... even tho i know "if you fail to plan, you plan to fail". Famous taits i have lazy lazy and lazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7525339113227236513-7401396357286735748?l=xbaki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/feeds/7401396357286735748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/2009/02/current-life-in-tp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525339113227236513/posts/default/7401396357286735748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7525339113227236513/posts/default/7401396357286735748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xbaki.blogspot.com/2009/02/current-life-in-tp.html' title='Current Life in TP'/><author><name>ロイ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02799962815410905680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mYQOOJ4mifI/SZ7TKI1uSjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5rQw0qF67H8/S220/ABC.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
